BALLOTS, BATTLEFIELDS, and BACKS...

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A pen and paper caused a chain reaction/ For every gain in taxing, they aim at maxing the impacts of factions/ Each “party” represents: the ass and elephant in their fashions brings us tractions/ Now there’s an “extreme” divide that is seen inside along where the crack runs/ The system’s crap, junk, dumped trash from the back by a drunk from a cab’s trunk/ Each political “party” used to be hearty, but now they’re sorry that they even started/ They’re retarded; we used to fight for truth and “substance” and give proof for justice/ Now it’s discarded and we’re bombarded by the department’s impartment of lard fed/ By the Feds and then lit up red, white, and blue each time they farted/ Today we’re ride-alongs as “passengers,” our aperture’s to die as strong/ But, we’re awry and wrong as “individual,” it’s typical that we abjure/ When “blood” is spilt by radical’s who will kill like badgers for deals/ We want to be represented, but are reprimanded and then commanded/ We might’ve recanted that we can’t stand it, being underhanded/ But then it landed that we get disbanded, so we’re “persuaded” to not be candid/ We “media” made us enchanted, now we take “Constitutional” rights for granted/ We hold our “silence” until these giants exploit our every finance/ They’ve got it down to a science, stomping out our defiance/ And move onto the next appliance complex into which these tyrants invest