Am
Ci A
Now
its candidate
Trying
to bury Anwar
In
Kajang by election
It's
like the cat and the mouse
The
mouse coming out from its hole
Trying
to fool the people
“Give
me your cheese!”
The
people have been conned many times
Through
the elections in the country
Am
Ci A hasn't got its balls
It
has lost its manhood decades ago
Now
only sit with 40 thieves
Drumming
up the barrels to carry the cheese
Along
the way crumbs for hungry apple polishers
They
will sing the praises “oh my goods!”
The
cat goes around houses
Urine
and pooh and yet people keep
The
animal to cuddle and feed
The
cat will chase and kill the mouse
Am
Ci A
It
hasn't changed
Though
the party thinks it has
The
nail will be hammered in for good
The
cherry blossom
It
is good to smell and bundled together
For
lovers until it is thrown away
By
the road or dustbin to wither in the sun
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