They're the new improved hollow men:
Such obsequious mannequins.
They are purged of all doubt & sin.
They are pathological liars;
Yet left dumbstruck when faced with Truth.
They're duty bound never to stray
From the cool, slick, airbrushed message.
They parrot sound bites for a living.
They're the new improved hollow men:
Such metal headed mandarins.
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