Thursday, June 28, 2012

the sugar daddy


The sugar daddy
The city folks wait
The rural folks hope
When he comes

He brings his bag
What's in the bag he doesn't tell?
He just smile carrying by his lackeys
As he steps out of his car

The supporters line the road
The banners saying how good he is
The hot sun shining on their heads
The haze make it a sign

The sugar daddy
He steps up to deliver
He wants to make you believe
He has the money...

If the people know the truth
He is just a trickster to make you believe
What he wants is the real money in the vault
It's calling him but he can't get the key...

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