So, here we are, just a week to go,
Not a time for leaders to slacken or slow.
Its onward, upward, charge for the guns,
This week the winner must score all the runs!
The people shudder and squirm about,
Their voice unheard midst the tumult and shout.
Hopes for a future of visionary style
All fallen victim to political guile!
Yet, perhaps one ray of hope, moving forward, that fits,
Could it be fibre optics, the NBN and a hundred megabits?