THE SWAMPERS

They stick together like

they’re solid groups,

But you know there are

crooks on both sides

Oh! La-De-La!

La-De-La-Da!

My heart cries out. 

Who are they?

Why are they and who

put them there for life?

And the people get taken in

They smile.  They smile

Yes, they smile

while getting screwed over

Screwed over by the people

who are serving for life

Term limits are talked about,

but it’s all just talk, but

Inside trading and payoffs

are real.  It is like eating dinner,

just hold out your plate

Why else do they serve

if not to become rich and

read speeches to constituents. 

Lies must be accurately told

They make their promises

with profundity.  Not backed

by singers or a band.  And

the people have eyes that

are glazed over, waiting for

the jerks to end.  They

know that it is another

lie fest, but these are their men.

The process stays the same

It is really just a game

The cry for money to stay

They already get millionaires pay

and benefits until they die

Are heroes in everyone’s eye

The agendas change, but

the parties stay the same

Held firmly in the greedy swamp

The authentic name of the game

Stanski

October 22, 2020