The Story Of A Less Sexyful Politician (Or And All I Got Was This Lousy Shirt)
I took the raven out for a walk
I watched the mud turn to the stones
I taught each parrot nuances of talk
I brushed the uniforms of all the dead clones
I was strict and stern never meant to flirt
and all I got was this lousy shirt
I drove the sane to the insane
The peaceful to the rage of their bones
I served my best but it was all in vain
For neither the social nor the lones
Paid any tribute now I feel hurt
'cause all I got was this lousy shirt
Will someone try to figure out explain
The causes dragged to the edge of effects
Will someone say why memory selects
The most hideous of all the refrains
The least profitable of all the gains
Even the poorest boy's got his breeches
The most stupid dwells in world's riches
Even the ugliest girls got skirts
and all I got was this lousy shirt
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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