Come friends one and all
Let's celebrate the ascension
Of the new leaders
The old familiar foxes
Donning new costumes
For an eighth month rehearsal
Pray, will there be roads
New airstrips and old re-opened
For comfortable travel
For many?
Will corruption be done away with?
And will newspapers
Quit dancing to the tune of political cronies
Come friends one and all
Let us dance that old dance
Sing that old song
That must never change in tune
Against the same old mob
Wallowing in the same old mud
Of mob rule!
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