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"He's such a phony,"
Ms. Maloney said to Linda Macintyre.
"I must agree," said she,
I just can't see, why no one seems to tire,
Of that inflated over-rated long debated dandy liar.
Their tirade finished,
they sat back to chat on needle point and cats,
And with archaic hoots and chortles reminisced like buzzing gnats.
Until from two seats up
a gentleman
arose
as you'd suppose,
a man of thirty would be want to do
when he's lead by the nose.
with three touches of his feet,
he had reached the lady's seat,
he tipped his hat as if to meet those two
was quite a special treat.
With a smile wider than a glider,
he seemed quite a happy bloke,
until he lost his feigned composure
as it broke from its enclosure,
he was a Luster Gleam imposer,
and it came through when he spoke.
You don't like Luster, huh?
Said he to she,
addressing Ms. Maloney.
Then he turned his head and said to Linda,
Think he's just a phony?
Well I've got news for all of you,
you'd better change your point of view,
one day old Lus won't have to fuss no more,
cause he'll be mayor, that's for sure!
With those words hanging in the air,
like bad breath from a grizzley bear,
the young man turned and left in fury,
as though indicted by a jury,
too bad he was in such a hurry.
for he forgot to check his stride,
his arms swung freely by his side,
his gait was just a bit to wide,
from all of his portentous pride.
He turned to sneer to make it clear,
to anyone in doubt,
that Luster would be mayor when election came about.
No opposition could defy the Gleam campaign,
or make it die.
But not so, for this lackey in his highly polished clothes,
because his last step missed the sticky floor and added to his woes,
he fell out of the city bus and caused a public stir and fuss,
A loud and long and echoed cuss,
the last word from his mouth was FUUUUUUCKK!
As he was plowed down by a pickup truck.