Fourth Fail


The (unelected) unelect’s a sure
deficient in intelligence and sense.
I’d call the man a moron, but he’s more
insidious than that, with lies immense
and myriad – a plethora of bad,
and everything he states should be ignored.
He isn’t relevant. It drives me mad,
the way the press provides his sounding board.

He said that he’d recruit the very best
to work the job – he doesn’t know those folks.
Expecting poor performance, no one guessed
the real extent – the fodder for the jokes
is worse than empty calories: a spate
of poison apples for the fourth estate.

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