The golden age of smut
Adulterous leaders lying their way to favor under the Liar-In-Chief - a simpering, whining caricature, thin-lipped and ever-plotting who can’t open his mouth but to shovel French fries in it and spew lies out of it
The golden age—yes, indeed—the golden arches themselves of McDonald’s rise higher than any of their morals , but they are not as wide as the lies they tell, which reach around the globe while you master your hand at market manipulation, signaling your desires with your spreading hands behind the podium, giving your hints for the idiots to follow and enact, while you lay blame to all but yourself
Ego so tiny you cannot stop lying about elections, fraud, and cognitive tests, droning on and on about nonsense
All fools and jesters in your court of nonsense, gilded with your pancake orange makeup
The golden age you speak of is nothing but a bowl of piss
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Great job.
The imagery here paints a sharp, unflinching picture of power, ego, and absurdity.
Throwing punches, all at full strength. Great job!
Love it, Andrea - no holes barred poetry. You tell em'
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