
Rot has an agent –
an orange bartender
he pours lies
and half-truths
like drinks from blender
he pours shots of hate
with no sign of surrender
sending his patrons
on misguided benders
The agent of rot
knows who to seek
he prays on the fearful,
the dumb, and the meek
The agent of rot
is a master of evil
he burrows in ears
like a sick twisted weevil
his whisper-warm breath
takes a crap in your ear
he laughs in your face
and fucks from the rear
With broken promises and
malevolent behavior
the gullible get
screwed by this unsavory savior
The agent of rot
is the person who serves it
aim all of your rage
at the one who deserves it
The disdainful malevolent essence of rot
the smell of the stink
the slime on the snot
the grand wizard of
falsehoods
The tweeter of lies
The vindictive and petty
muncher of fries
Use your vote like a shiv
and twist it in deep
Don’t ever forgive
That fat orange creep!