splenetic

false frontage in odd reverse
using folksy fanfare to fan the fears
of those living in arrears
wolfing down the common food
(off plates of gold) still it's construed
that of people, by the people made
this inevitable embodiment of a time?
a splenetic red-faced raver
spitting out bile by the sound bite
140 characters to show his true character
petulant and privileged and presiding above
pretending it's the common man that he loves
while denigrating The People's House
and calling it a "dump"
making of that common man a chump
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