The middle of the afternoon
a little after 3
came a knock upon my door
Christ the local MP

he seemed a little tentative
for a political representative
elitist defender
capitalist bender
cast-iron compromise
the party's man on the rise
Vote me this September

steeped in worthy provenance
a man of vital consequence
but I didn't give an inch
clipped idiom of the bearer
zeitgeist of a naval era
Vote me this September

He said some names would be handy
I said Kenneth Zenith and randy Mandy
and when she's sober her sister Brandy
all things considered life's rather dandy
Looking fine for September

He caught the whiff of false intent
left a card and duly went
will surprise him when I finally tender
a vote for him come this September