When I turn on my television I can hear them say,

They always make promises that they will pay.

Elections are their battlefield and turf.

You see their banner wherever you surf.

Their photos make triumph of fake promises sometimes,

Their long lectures and speeches suck big times.

I will do this and that they make vows,

And people gather to welcome them in thousand rows.

Many of them fill their pocket everyone knows,

And still their kingdom has not fallen it grows.

Once on there prime they rule and command,

Whole country obeys on their magic wand.

Their kids are rude and arrogant from all side,

And after a scandal they fly and hide.

Let whole world hate and spit they feel,

By that time I will have riches to heal.

Vote for me, vote for me I am the best,

They make such shouts to let us forget the rest.

We sit in our comfortable sofa and watch them win,

Still clueless as we never voted and were never keen.