Not a joke,
But a yoke,
A harness,
Around our minds,
Around our necks.
Politics,
Leaky wicks,
Gum sticks
Toothpicks,
And candle wicks,
Which will burn us faster?
Nobody knows,
But on the whole,
All five are a disaster!
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