Frogs
The political frogs
They go in for the big bucks
The zero in the back accounts
It isn't for the people and country
They will go on the highest offer
In their eyes the money sign
Every breath every blow
It's what they lived for
The middle frogs
They work inside the opponents
Milking information planting devices
They go in for the big bucks
In their life time they can't even smell it
The social frogs
They want glamor and publicity
With cash throwing in for a good measure
They always smiling, cheerful and playful
They make every one poco-poco
Dancing on the tune swaying with unison
They sell the mantra of good in every way
No one knows the hidden agenda
And the poor frogs
They always stay in the cool pond
Eyes glow with envy dreaming about it too
Yet they can't progress only on certain big events
So now we listen
Will we frog for change?
Are we still squatting in the cool pond?
Feeling contented let the troubles go by?
We have a choice
Pick it up make the way
Whatever tag is given
Let the country be free
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