We sent him to represent us
And he obediently went
To represent himself
Never forgot us though
Remembered to turn back
To bite at the fingers that fed him
To kick us in the groin
As he filled his granary
Time is up!
He hasn’t passed our message
He is cunningly back
Asking us to give him
Vouchers for his greed
Our votes
Prove to me my people
Something is between the ears
Send him away
This thief messager.