Goodbye back door
No tears or smile
You rocked us
In different tunes
By the back door
The trust deficit grew
The rag tag of misfits
Interested in power and benefits
Throughout the reign
There were always hitting storms
Nothing could come out right
The pandemic threw them in turmoil
Rocking Rona reached over 1.1 million infected
Causing death to reach over 12,100
Even with emergency decree it didn't help
All because of power causing bad vibes
We saw the infection rate shot up
There were no clues to contain it
Eventually lockdowns and MCO
Yet the infection doesn't run away
The economy is on low gears
Businesses closed or slow down
Unemployment is high
The white flags flying
The nation suffers
The people losing hope
The tears flow easily
The economy in low gears
Now it may end
Goodbye back door
Don't let the same faces return
Let a new team and faces get to do the work
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