Politics AKA This is NOT what I wanted to discuss

A poem about why we should leave politics out of the conversation.

Politics, Politics oh golly my,

A subject that balances facts with lies.

Politics, politics oh golly me,

Probably not the talk to have over tea.

For as the subject turns brutal, and you talk about sin,

You'll find your tea, from your cup, all over him.

The friend, you realized, has different views than you,

It instantly turns you to enemies from dudes.

This comes from a spark or even a small comment,

That you really thought would be pretty harmless.

But since you started it there is no stop,

Until someone has to do something that actually is not,

As circular an argument as this topic seems,

That is all that discussing politics means.

Politics, Politics, oh golly my,

One of the greatest dividers of all times.

Politics, Politics, oh golly me,

Why don't you just let the subject be.

Author's Note

This was inspired by my friends talking about different policies and political things. (One's a democratic socialist and one's a libertarian. I'll let you imagine how the subject went.) So I wrote this poem to shut them up. (They didn't. They laughed and kept discussing how wrong each other was.) Nothing quite annoys me like political arguments.