I could not tell if it was the ocean or the schoolyard together, they twain My eyes see in the distance a storm is coming to seek shelter from the rain George came first grandma said that man was curse our salary all but toast The noise on the street seems louder than normal its election time again Daddy John our savior our honor he will regain to abstain from the natural gain A new sheriff is in town, and he takes no prisoners the reign of John was over One by one they all fell victim so what now send in the clowns see who wins Lousy was busy he had but one year and then he was dizzy out with him easy Winston made no mark, followed by Pilgrim lord what a wimp out with the pimp There lies Micoud oh Micoud your seat Compton admire it’s time to let him retire Vaughan Lewis blew his horn, but no one came to bail him out of the house fire A lot has changed the slaughterhouse has gone only the seagull hole remain Micoud stinking gutter runs in the middle while elected official plaid their fiddle The King is in wears no crown stays well within, the question is will you vote for king Once more the tide has changed and labor wins again, Kenny is placed in the middle Talk is cheap Kenny is weak the nation starts to diddle to find another poodle Lead by his leash came Chastanet full of wishes to calm an ungrateful nation Busy body sleepy willie kept voicing louder than sound sure Allen race was done Five years of bickering among them who is best to lead, labor found a boastful voice Ladies and gentlemen friends distinguish guests the premiere meet Philip J Pierre Its hip, hip and hurrah the system works boy what a joke lets all sit and have a coke Until next year when we will all hear the storm of cheer another has been there. For pwindaykyE Poetry kga 2021