Moo wants to control
The parties in his coalition
He thinks he can do it
With power in his hand
The crocodiles will not say
Opening its mouth showing its sharp teeth
By the time they roar the voters will get annoyed
With their cave like attitude but want to enjoy perks
The wolves aren't in the mood
They want the controlling power return
They aren't going to beg and cry
They will go on their own
The horn bills sitting good
Build their own nests hope it lasts
The decades they control the state
They don't care too much of coalition
Moo knows the score
He can't call for GE this year
He will be slaughtered by the wolves
They don't like pretenders to take their place
This year will not be likely
The pandemic and economy low
The unemployment is high
The people are angry
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