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April 3, 2009

BRA JOE SAYS

Filed under: poetry, mphutlane wa bofelo — ABRAXAS @ 1:09 pm

Me I vote for a glass
Of beer, even a pint of malt
At least a drop of whisky
Can wet my dry throat
At the end of the day
Politicians never spell out
The “when” that grounds their “shall”
They only mention the “if’
Behind their “will”
After the outcome of the polls
When the stunned constituency
Face the Satan in the detail

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