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Deus ex machinaRunning, milling
Black horses carrying
Women in bright outfits; heels
Men with briefcases
Three rings; two parties.
An iron fist, laws
Creating for us a more imperfect
Deriving its power from men who want
Nothing more than to be a god
In a machine
to an unsuspecting audience:
Strangers, a country to watch the show.
I wonder what makes you so great
With your empty promise bottles
Handed to the masses
Partisan alcoholics downing your every word
Refusing to read your poker face
To hide whats in plain sight:
The state of a union in disaster.
Bending and turning to nab the spot light
The ties that bound you to the people
That helped you rise to notoriety
(10, 9, 8)
Hopscotch around the questions
The puppet asks because you are
(4, 3, 2)
Lying piece of
Where is your spine?
How do you twist and turn
To formulate deceit into something so
How do you make
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