you want to cry

The people who voted Bee Anne

You had your choice but you blew it

Now you wanted to cry

With pockets going empty

The costs will come

The taxes will jump

The wastages and leakages

It will not stop flowing

The sugar coated tales

The decades of Bee Anne

The experience of its leaders

You forget the old have gone

The new warlords came

Branding new clothes and toys

Throwing cash as if their own

The gullible ones fall

Now you want to cry

The change but you forget

You can't do a thing now

You have sold your voice