The bad deeds can't dig in
The sandy ground will not hold it
It may stay for a while to get the feeling
Until the floods or heavy rain will sweep it away
The bad deeds can't sing in the right tune
It is always running out of keys
Though it may not appear to the bad singers
The audience aren't impressed
The frogs and monkeys will sing
The high praises in their minds
How good they will get the opportunities
Jumping over the fence or wall
Leaving behind their promises
The trust and accountability to the wind
The voters aren't impressed by their behaviour
They show they are for themselves
The bad deeds can't escape
The day it has to account for it
The 7 sins have to be paid
Today or tomorrow or hereafter
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