Mr.


Our Generous/Liberal Limpets.
Our liberal Limpets
I heard you are back from the picnic,
sorry, the liberal trip.
Patriotic Limpets who love and cherish their nation,
of-course! that they will never leave the seat,
thus would rather clung tight,
just for their realpolitik politics.
Oh! our liberal Limpets
Are these really libels?
I guess it is, but
why must you give it a roundabout speech?
Is it because of your rotund body?
why do you stutter?
Oh! I forgot you stammer.
My brave and strong Limpets
Who halts at all Stoics
on their attempt to suss.
How do we bear this burden?
When we offer you red carpet and get requited
with barely a red cent.

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