Oh! How our leaders were inept
And how we kept
Our misgivings to ourselves
But we could have wept
At their indecision-making.
For we knew we could
Be so much more adept
Had we worked our tasks
At the same time as we slept
But we did not wish
To find that we had overstepped
The mark; Thence to be cast adrift
In the chasm in which we'd leapt.
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