The Politician

A public servant? When it suits my need

For wealth or power, else I just mislead.

Suspicions rise? I fiercely wave the flag!

As pups, with cheap distractions them I wag.

Idealist? At such I scoff and scorn;

I trade the principles to which I’m sworn.

I steal, I trick, distort, pretend and cheat —

I squirmed on saintly soil to seize my seat.

Who am I? Many names conceal my brow,

I feign a smile and fabled fibs I vow,

Forbidden means of payoff is my art,

I got a lot of practice since the start.

But hate me not for what I did and do,

Forsooth, I live in every one of you.