The first look:
Smiles in a stretched-out loop
Pretentiously masked among the glorious fold
Dark at heart but moony to behold
Sinister looks in powdery faces
And beaming above a black façade
Extending the fellowship we crave to see
To make an *** of any who falls.

The second look:
Project is snatched, hallowed-hand a-twist,
Big Rogue speaks, all takes a nod,
And pay is squashed for truth in a pod
As topman cons with honey speech,
Lily-hood, they are, alone appraised
Brotherhood, at night, a-tipped for fakes:
Rewarding the lies behind the stakes

The third look:
Cheat-man’s pay: a pain-in-a-roll
Filthy wages to snatchy hands
Gullible mates are left snail-tracked.
Contractor’s vaults are now for the wolves
So rotten fund will find its base
Taking up wings, and it’s a ‘bye’.
The bitter end of the greeny eye.