The Parliament of Whores

There are some, who serve big business,
who spread them wide and smile.
Some others say they’re populists
“Spread the Wealth’s” their style.
Some are just obstructionists.
For them, delay is fun.
They all butt heads together
And by default get nothing done.
They are the US Congress,
I wish they’d close their doors.
A plague on both your houses-
you Parliament of whores!

poem by John F. McCullagh
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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