Parliament is dead
One wolf leader says it loud
In the clutches of emergency law
Nobody can meet in Parliament
It only benefits one person
He can sit and smile the whole day
He knows he has no majority now
With the emergency he is the law
Now the wolves give different signal
They want to leave and move on
Yet they are others wanting to stay
Because of the good meat in store
The marching saints are in camp
Singing their songs of the good old days
They are waiting for the opportunity
On the signal they will see and get
The economy going down
The unemployment going high
The pandemic isn't going away
Even with vaccines on board
One wolf leader says
Parliament is dead
They can't meet in Parliament
It has become a one man show
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