poaching or the voting season

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The mortals are voting their way out of it & Atlas keeps holding the pebble, on a rocky beach...
Zeus is inebriating the Mary while her son is playing on the cross.
Hit the ballot with a pin: Yes, No - Maybe isn't
The votes covered the valley of Olympus
It didn’t rise like the dough, to the peak of the pot – unpushing the lid over
it drained the river
Where mortiferous bipeds did gulp 

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