In the midst....of pandemonium
...At the podium
Habitually.....prone to deceive
...Mastery of deception
A perfection...
How then...might a people...believe
Absent honesty - one finds
...Crisis of the mind...
Reliability nonexistent in turn
.....Literal frustration
When addressing the Nation
.....Bridge of...credibility...thus burned
A pretender by far
The wannabe czar
.....For once...place positive spin...on display
Why not just quit....
Admit sugar turned shit
......A singular
..............good deed
...........In our hour of need
.....We pray
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