Analysis of Nation's Vote And Cook

Votes for a thousand notes, else you sleep famished
This is the government on sacred Nairalands, we lives the awkward now
We turn the whole realm to a Fuji house
Politics turned a uneccesary for Micky mouse
O, the 'nation's vote and cook'!
All in the same game ditched to the marshy meadow's brook
Government by hook and crook'd
We bid them entered they served who
We or their pockets?
Blurred with times like a coarse rockets
Nation's sick,
we need a phisician
We need good Head and the older ones corrupted be changed,
On us all this headaches yet worsening and tickled us as consistently as viscous thick.
Don't we deserve a change and chances
to win and backup our background back?
Votes for me and got wages..... it's quiet illgotten purchases and it would engenders it's purposes.

Dear, vote who you like to be, or your effort and efrontery be loose,
Not anyone of them don't be pressured to choose
You're destined for recreation you're the lord of your actions, of your vibes
If they failed you soon don't blame anyone for it
But yourself be blamed, and not your tribes.