Context: I saw a presidential election when I was a kid.
Once, was a clear world
Where there were good zipaps
Who were rich and cleanly
And bad wretched flinkops
Zipaps, they always won
Because they were heroes
Against the big bad ones
The dark evil flinkops
Then, there was a strange time
There were two on a stage
Border Control, Taxes,
and Foreign Policy
Then talk and shout they did
And I was confused then,
Like a soccer game, weird,
if the players wore same
For I could not see clear light
Muddled, with many bulbs
I looked at my zipaps
Fighting against flinkops
And of the two I saw
Of who was which and where,
In a noisy, gray world
Was what I could not tell
