Again you are caught.
You are on tape.
You are accused of murder.

	You lying swine.
	What are you up to?
	You foul the air with dark plumes
	Of smelly, gnawing, acidic termites
	To pervert our hard working people,
	To unravel our closely knit social fabric.

You are caught redhanded.
Your executive arms are now foiled,
There’s no way out, but to rot in jail.

	Liar, instigator, demonizer, - off and away!
	Your hate campaign will be pulled apart.
	I’ll drum up, - surely, - you’ll be silenced.

Udo Frentzen 2021