The Dolt Chronicles
The Dolt
Chronicles
The story written in disarray,
Wonders what you’ll say today.
Manipulated from the start,
Destined always to fall apart…
Pinned your hopes on the outland poser,
Letting him pull the wool over.
Set you up for the committee blunder,
Then the rug gets yanked from under…
How does the story go?
Did you ever really know?
Somebody told you so.
So, it’s on with the show…
An agent stuffed full with rubles,
Now the center of your troubles.
Playing sleight of hand in the game,
Can’t you tell what’s in a name?
What will you tell the puppeteer,
How to appease foreign overseer?
Thought you would achieve great renown,
Time to apply your makeup, clown…
How does the story go?
Did you ever really know?
Somebody told you so.
So, it’s on with the show…
Thought you were protecting,
But you were defecting,
Part of the infecting,
Here comes the correcting…
How does the story go?
Did you ever really know?
Somebody told you so.
So, it’s on with the show…
Cliff Lake 2/21/2024
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