Cold Blooded Politicians

           "Cold Blooded Politicians"



See the politicians commit redrum.

While they chant, "red rum. red rum, red rum, red rum, and redrum."

Corporate politicians who wear underwear and smoke a fat cigar.

Always traveling, distances far, where it's sunny, for some funny money.

This poem must seem very punny.

Their noses are runny.

So are those bloodshot eyes.

Into a land of milk and honey.

Got to get jackhammer.   

Back to the slammer.

Ideas, they have.

But none worth mention.

A real ascension near dimentian.



By Jonathan Billet