I enjoyed your poem;
it was quite nice.
However the feeling you’re giving
is as cold as ice.
I’d appreciate your vote,
I’d love to tell you why,
but then I’d have to kill you
and you don’t want to die
But in all reality,
you have to understand,
if you voted me for yellow senate,
we’d be the best in the land.
So please, oh please, give me your vote;
I promise I’ll do what’s right,
We’ll be the top team on the planet in a week,
If not overnight.