Pat patrolled the perimeter
considering it his patriotic duty
pausing periodically to peruse
the pent up pathos
of peers as they partied.
Perspiration perfumed the periphery,
pedantic people periodically peeked
peevishly at the pell mell of peers.
The pensioner sat pensive counting pennies
as the political pendulum swung the population.
Peddlers postulated on the pedigree
of a politicians personality.
Pat pleased that the promenade
was perfect for the pontificate
to ponder the politics of the populace.