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You used to soar up with A philosophic wing A nightingale a peace-packed Verse of democracy to sing, So we became dupes And thought seconding you Or voting for you is a nice thing. But as a Pandora box fate Or like suffering Soul-gnawing Scorpion's sting Surfaced a strange thing. Your sanctimonious disposition Soon came to our attention When you rosy mask Suffered a crack In a way that is stark. To citizens Facts on the ground Has brought Giving the benefit of the doubt Accepting what you say Without a grain of a salt Is a fault. On votary's of the truth That lampoons your partiality "Uncouth!" Waving a finger you began to bark Recoiling back To "They and we" parochialism sack The "They" dubbed covertly or overtly To attack. Now unmasked you have the teeth of a rat Revealing you are not better than a bat. There is a rat to smell, To the democrats Which is a warning bell.
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
There is a rat to smell
You used to soar up with A philosophic wing A nightingale a peace-packed Verse of democracy to sing, So we became dupes And thought seconding you Or voting for you is a nice thing. But as a Pandora box fate Or like suffering Soul-gnawing Scorpion's sting Surfaced a strange thing. Your sanctimonious disposition Soon came to our attention When you rosy mask Suffered a crack In a way that is stark. To citizens Facts on the ground Has brought Giving the benefit of the doubt Accepting what you say Without a grain of a salt Is a fault. On votary's of the truth That lampoons your partiality "Uncouth!" Waving a finger you began to bark Recoiling back To "They and we" parochialism sack The "They" dubbed covertly or overtly To attack. Now unmasked you have the teeth of a rat Revealing you are not better than a bat. There is a rat to smell, To the democrats Which is a warning bell.
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
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