Taking fertilizer from out of the air,
Seems to me to be eau contrare’,
To fix a hoax,
On little folks,
But it makes the plants say not fair.
There once was a faction of fraud,
Thinking their crimes were mod,
Above the law are they,
Swindling games to play,
And offensive in the eyes of God.
There once was a man with big eyes,
He wanted more than he could realize,
So he connived for a loan,
It severed a bone,
But his friends were cut down to size.
There once was a media with ethics of slug hair,
By the look in their eyes they were barely there,
Focused only on Trump,
Ignoring the data dump,
Hiding and shilling evil without a single care.
The world we see is a fiction to please,
Run by conniving and full of ______,
Eyes bigger than stomach,
So many are out of ____,
The elite covered with journalists like _____.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
