Peculiar Mess (Penkelemes)

These are the players, they never change
Long after the game has evolved
They continue to dribble our minds
Cos watchers are the blind exchange.

Peculiar mess in familiar range
Albeit, there is no scale involved
Where disunity is what unbinds
In the hell that we help arrange

This was foretold by one Mr. Strange
In politics his words dissolved
For the gullible and other kinds;
The bulk whose thoughts they pre-arrange

These are the players, they never change
Long after the game has evolved
They continue to dribble our minds
Cos watchers are the blind exchange.

Vera