By: Cedric McCleater

Anytime it’s news
He can’t take
The kind that’s bound to
Give him a headache
Nine times out of ten
He’ll label it fake
Like what they’re reporting
Is somehow opaque

And don’t let it be
An anonymous source
Because he’ll opine
From a golf course
It can’t be believed
Unless it’s endorsed
He payed for their silence
And demands it’s enforced

Most of the news
Comes out of a leak
From trusted advisors
Who’ve chosen to speak
And nothing more
Gets the President’s pique
Than to think insiders
Would be that weak

But what’s going on
Behind the scenes
Is too much to take
By any means
It’s considerably more
Than a hill of beans
And can’t be contained
By his spin machines




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