Poetry 1 min read 782K reads

Election


Bombs hurled, shanties charredNo holds barred.Adversaries abused, attackedElectoral process marred.No respect from all the sidesDirty linen washed and tarred.All underhand deals happenedJust to win they all sparred.Win will take to high echelonsAnd nothing will happen untoward.

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