On A Villain Or Two

The Quality Of Mercy

The quality of mercy is not strained, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest: It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. ‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest, it becomes The thronèd monarch better than his crown.
Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice Act IV, Scene 1.

Ah! There you are
Flinging your blame onto the innocent
Punishing the guiltless
Demonising the impeccable
You are so mighty aren’t you?
Elated amidst your infinite power
A counterfeit king
I notice you every day
Because you are in the news
Your image sells and your status smells
You’re a tough guy on hallucinogens
Throwing your weight around like a playground bully
What do you need?
Why victims of course
Easy prey, fair game, everybody’s fool
The list is vast
Immigrants of course
Vulnerable fellow humans so easy to attack
Women too
Incapable of managing their own bodies
Soldiers, ah yes
Losers and suckers for getting killed
Lawyers who prosecute you
Mere agents of corruption by your political foes
The list awaits expansion via your imagination
And so we sink into the chaos of your vile self interest

Radicalisation

Now there is a crime and the villain’s scot-free
Instead he rises to the top of the tree
His power is infinite derived from deception
Given by cronies an obeisant reception
So forgive me; I have become a radical

Punishing dissent is his standard device
Attacking judges who reveal his vice
Butchering agencies needed to rule
Condemning their existence like an arrant fool
So forgive me; I have become a radical

His standard practice is spreading hate
When criticised he is always irate
When his mistakes are correctly defined
He ensures that his critics are undermined
So forgive me; I have become a radical

Truth and tradition leave him aghast
Allies are subjected to his angry blast
He poses as an agent of justice and peace
But for vile villains he ensures their release
So forgive me; I have become a radical

He invents crimes for each chosen foe
Without just cause he brings them woe
Migrants especially he compares to vile bats
He even accused some of dining on cats
So forgive me; I have become a radical
But I will never kill

Insane Or Inane?

Should leaders such a low level reach
Hoop La, Hoop La
As that head of state’s recent UN speech?
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

O the angry Boss simply sang this song
Hoop La, Hoop La
That the findings of science are completely wrong
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

Global warming is nothing but a sham
Hoop La, Hoop La
An unprecedented level of scam
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

So enjoy the thrill and drill drill drill
Hoop La, Hoop La
Anyone opposed is an imbecile
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

Then attack the UN as an instigator
Hoop La, Hoop La
Of a hopelessly faulty escalator
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

See that official, yes by Hell he copped her
Hoop La, Hoop La
For missing a fault with the teleprompter
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

Can this be true, is that speaker insane?
Hoop La, Hoop La
Possibly not just completely inane
Doodle Riddle Hoop La Hey!

Questions Without Answers

O where will faultless migrants be safe?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
O where will each migrant be no more than a waif?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
For the President is a resident

O where will you find government pity?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
O where will lost souls find a home in a city?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
For the President is a resident

O where will all fugitives find safe asylum?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
O where are the agents not paid to rile ‘em?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
For the President is a resident

O where will compassion be the fashion?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
O where will justice be devoid of passion?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
For the President is a resident

O where will you find a discourse on love?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
O where is the peace found in heaven above?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
For the President is a resident

O where will the history tell the true tale?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
O where will lost strangers find relief on the trail?
Nowhere! Nowhere!
For the President is a resident

Delusions of Grandeur 🐐

A fool went out on the town one day
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
Looking for justice to come into play
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
And who do you think he came across?
Why a politician made of fairy floss
Diddle Diddle Do Dah Day

So he said to the polly do you want my support?
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
If you do I will need a glowing report
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
Said the statesman yes please do give me your vote
You are lucky to find me for I am a G.O.A.T.*
Diddle Diddle Do Dah Day

My word thought the fool how lucky I am
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
To find this saviour for Uncle Sam
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
He sounds so brave and the bond is strong
I can change the world if I go along
Diddle Diddle Do Dah Day

So along he went with the G.O.A.T. of note
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
With a promise soon to make himself gloat
Oo-ah! Oo-ah!
But alas all those words were eloquent trash
And led his poor land to a terrible crash
Diddle Diddle Do Dah Day

* Greatest Of All Time

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