Gutter politics

My, it was foolish

To listen to that speaker

On and on he went

 

Talking such garbage

That it was imperative

We should vote for him

 

I could not stand it

And roared my noisy protest

So much for me then

 

I was dragged outside

So my feet had no traction

On that sad spring day

 

I know now those stars

Seem so bright from the gutter

When true ideals fade