Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Turning America's loss Into some kind of win
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Trying to turn what should be a loss Into a political win
Mistaking the wrong Don For another Teflon Don I cringe as my side announces That game is on
The thought rapidly occurs As the evens on ground blur That it's not to begin By proclaiming a win
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Turning America's loss Into some kind of win
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Trying to turn what should be a loss Into a political win
Conventional wisdom is a matter of sentiment Especially when an indictment seems imminent In this crass moment of political history However right it feels, such boldness is a mystery
The ides of March smack of known betrayal We must be self-aware of our portrayal Trash talk might be part of the game But for the American people, it's a shame
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Turning America's loss Into some kind of win
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Trying to turn what should be a loss Into a political win
Except for a lack of crime and legality It doesn't help to thrash about brutally At times like these, it make a pixel's sense To proceed forward with vain pretense
The only thing certain, unless I miss Is only the trial of Burr has been like this Despite the narrative of Trumpian invincibility All that we really have is unpredictability
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Turning America's loss Into some kind of win
Oh the spin, the spin The spin masters spin Trying to turn what should be a loss Into a political win
A case built on tenuous legal theory Only needs a conviction and not its clarity The adulterous woman was pardoned not condoned She only narrowly avoided being stoned
(c) March 21, 2023 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Stuck in Sydney posting old photos taken with various camera phones on my world travels. Posting in arty Black and White and includes witty commentary 🇦🇺