Biased Broadcasting Corporation Poem by DM W

O your vain Oxbridge brain is so blinkered!
You really do not know what's going on
In the putrid streets of austerity;
In the dank domains of the dispossessed.
You may try to patronize the public
But discerning viewers see right through you.
You merely echo state propaganda,
Despite your baffling claims of balance.
I think that you're in need of a real job,
Far away from the concerns of elites,
And obsequious, conformist culture;
That's become your modus operandi.