The old goats
Fought each other before
One back stabbed
Now they wanted to share
On the road of a race
Nothing new in their partnership
The old wounds may resuffice
Because of power and benefits
The old goats locked horns before
The enmity in silent mode
Because it is for a race to begin
The same old story rehashed many times over
Now they hardly blame the Rocket
They can blame themselves
Still playing a game of race
The moos have to prepare
In case they lose in Pee Anne control
The leaders have to find alternative way
To stay relevant in politics
Now they are wooing MIC
Likely MIC will leave Bee Anne
Then the party will have no sound bite
The old goats united
Fighting for a race
The same old story rehashed many times over
Causing the nation tears of sadness
Of their selfishness and short-sightedness
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