A known politician
Like the bed
bug, they bite
Anything that
comes their sight
Without being
given the right
They are
well known for earning more than a stipend
But they
always fend
More than
what they would spend
Like the
weevil, they bore hole
Into the
nations credit zone
So that they
could be financially mellow
Like the
peripatetic soldier ant
They walk
down our girls pant
Without having
for them a penchant
Like the African
wasp, they sting
The decent
girls that shun their ping
Because they
know they have for them no ring
Like the
green mantis
They send
insurgents
To kill and
crush our people in a blitz-Krieg
And pretend
in their political vicarage
As if they
are unaware of the carnage
Like the
golden eagle, they have carte blanche
To fly
around the world and eat a la carte
Without remembering
that one day the court will visit their case
Like kite,
they go to greater height
Without remembering
there would be a night
That every movement
will come to halt
And that day
they will be starved for nights
And they
will be left to fight to right
To bite the
carrion in sight
And beg for
their death to set
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