In the realm of politics, a dance unfolds,
A tale of ideologies, stories untold.
Democrats and Republicans, side by side,
In the corridors of power, where choices reside.
Democracy's embrace, an open hand,
Inclusion and justice, a shared demand.
A donkey's grace, carrying hopes high,
Building bridges, reaching for the sky.
Republicans stand firm, an enduring tree,
Rooted in values, proud and free.
An elephant's strength, in principles deep,
Their vision of progress, a promise to keep.
Yet in this dance, sometimes fierce and loud,
Let love be the guide, through the partisan crowd.
For in unity, a nation finds its might,
A tapestry woven in love's gentle light.
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Buzu
Verses sculpted from the heart, I'm a poet navigating emotions with ink-stained fingertips. Crafting tales that dance between reality and dreams, my words paint a symphony of feelings in the canvas of life. 📜✨ #PoetLife #Wordsmith
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