The slim majority
It doesn't make the magic
It will be the constant worrying
Who will jump ship?
Moo can milk his way
How long will he keep doing?
His cortisol will shoot high
Does it worth the price?
His pancreatic cancer stays quiet
In time it will rear its ugly head
By then time will have no meaning
Even power has no cure
He took power at the wrong way
The karma will punish him in time
Though he thinks he can escape
But the howling wolves want the meat
The slim majority
It isn't a good way to govern
At any time a government can fall
The numbers can't stand for confidence
PH stands a better chance
With duplicitous traitors left
With the sacking of ungrateful members
Leaving the committed leaders to fight
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