Universal Suffrage for All

Antipodean media inform us of a stoush anything but sepia but rather toned as louche.

There are stories everywhere. I know more of one contender than really I can bear; certainly more than of my mother. While the other toned as bad, again I know more than I knew of my dad (besides my dad weren't..). And further we are told that whomsoever should win, will change the world.

Yet I don’t get to vote. Though all in the same boat, the world must await its fate. All this so difficult to relate, I lost all sense of form, gave up amidst the storm.