NO COMMENT

Let us gather round the withered red tape tree
to plan for progress with a facade of unity.
By meetings we'll be sure the voters will truly see
a new 'something' to make them all as happy as can be.

Through constant speeches we did thus decide
for a new means of transportation for the poor to ride
having every blessing any new system could provide
without any imperfection that we will need to hide.

Thus began our glorious improvement plan
that was started with a joyous picnic and a marching band
ever assuring all how success would be so grand
and that we would, of failure, be able to withstand.

Oh that wondrous date treated as a successful day
making us filled with a genuine reason to proudly say,
'Construction has now begun and is here to stay
no matter what else arises to affect our way.'

Of course, a bigger budget we did have to raise
with plenty of taxes to ensure our project got only praise
though the citizens were left in a curiosity daze
about the lack of progress that lead to their abiding malaise.

A year later they asked on where all the money went
as our vans lied rusting among some weeds of regret
our rhetoric denied that we were blatantly incompetent
responding to reporters with a political vent,
'On that issue we can only reply, no comment.'