Hello treason, my old foe
I’ve come to balk a bit too slow
Because a tycoon loudly tweeting
Left his lies while I was sleeping
And the distraction that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of justice
⚑
In restless schemes you plot alone
Crazy views and heart of stone
’Neath the shadow of a Russian debt
You sold your country to pay your bets
When your hair was fried by the flash of a tanning light
Bigly split the Right
They feared the sound of justice
And by the crooked vote you won
Ten thousand hackers, maybe more
Ballots counted without voting
Wiretaps imagined and not listening
Democracy dying so unaware
And no one dared
Disturb the sleep of justice
“Fools, said I, You do not know”
“Putin like a cancer grows”
“See my tweets that I might fool you”
“Take my word that I might con you”
“But my tweets, like guilty squirming failed”
And echoed
In the halls of justice
And the people vowed and raved
At the orange god they made
And the Bureau flashed out its warning
In the case that it was forming
And the People said;
’The words of the founders are written on the Senate walls -
Tяumper falls’
And we’re saved by the sound of justice
May 31, 2016
May 24, 2016
Hello treason, my old foe
I’ve come to balk a bit too slow
Because a tycoon loudly tweeting
Left his lies while I was sleeping
And the distraction that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of justice
⚑
In restless schemes you plot alone
Crazy views and heart of stone
’Neath the shadow of a Russian debt
You sold your country to pay your bets
When your hair was fried by the flash of a tanning light
Bigly split the Right
They feared the sound of justice
⚑
And by the crooked vote you won
Ten thousand hackers, maybe more
Ballots counted without voting
Wiretaps imagined and not listening
Democracy dying so unaware
And no one dared
Disturb the sleep of justice
⚑
“Fools, said I, You do not know”
“Putin like a cancer grows”
“See my tweets that I might fool you”
“Take my word that I might con you”
“But my tweets, like guilty squirming failed”
And echoed
In the halls of justice
⚑
And the people vowed and raved
At the orange god they made
And the Bureau flashed out its warning
In the case that it was forming
And the People said;
’The words of the founders are written on the Senate walls -
Tяumper falls’
And we’re saved by the sound of justice