They are fools much to the One’s delight
As he turns his teleprompter on
Words of empty platitude he will recite
Their worship for him has just begun
The One has much to delight the heart
When he unveils his words of smart
Words of enchantment so supreme
Platitudes the loveliest ever seen
Crowds of idiots listen and marvel before
Soft misty adverbs, nouns, adjectives and more
Bright beams of hope, change is the theme
As loud admirations flow like mountain streams
Intricate webs of lies from a smiling face
Spun by The One with skill and grace
Trite with sweet dewdrops, so bright
In a palace of lies, oh what a sight
Liberals and liars all claim a space
In The One’s enchanting calm embrace
Amongst the crumbling economy stands
Not a single person the cause demands
Frightening infinite criminality, there to see
Countless bailouts and laws, no more liberty
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