Elena

Not burning with hope, if he gets in again, sails that slippery slope, never stop to choose, sanctify his blame, suffer his fear of losing, is it such a joke, campaign speeches every day, as if you didn't know, you'll never get the truth, others stand and gape, see the enemy as you, wonder if you'll cope, will always have your say, but there’a so many dopes, to bathe in his spew, shiny adverts jaundiced mail, even love gets duped, things you can’t condone, are blown away by gales, he'll dance on hot stones, for those he hates.