The Inquiry Begun

 

The Inquiry Begun

 

The Minister of Fallacy

Announced he has begun,

A probe into the father,

For the perchance of crimes,

Possibly committed by son.

 

He spoke of a web of nexus,

And deals done beneath the desk,

And what all this could portend,

For what could happen next.

 

“These crimes that we imagine,

Will be so easily found,

That’s it’s taken all these months,

For us to scrounge around.”

 

Thus he spake and made a decree,

That the son should be brought in,

To be fully vetted and,

To name the criming kingpin.

 

Then he puffed out his chest,

And smirked and glared levelly.

He was pleased to provide,

Investigative revelry.

 

So it seemed that both father and son,

Were presented with a quandary:

Would they have to duck and cover,

Or would they air the dirty laundry?

 

Then the son sent notice to the board,

“Why, I’ll come in and do so gladly,

I’ll bring letters and receipts,

And present them for all to see.”

 

Then were the Ministers feathers ruffled,

To have been caught without their drawers,

It seemed they had no facts as yet,

“We must investigate behind closed doors!”

 

“We won’t expose the public,

To truths we did not choose!

Just because we don’t have any proof,

That’s just consistent with our views!”

 

“The people will learn some of what we know,

We’ll tell them things that sound right.

We won’t tell them everything,

Facts are no one’s birthright.”

 

Then the Minister of Fallacy,

Shook hands all around.

And waddled off to puzzled stares,

And got in the car with the other clowns.

 

Cliff Lake 11/29/2023

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