Wrangling The Fringe Poem by John Weber

Wrangling The Fringe



The actor sells derisive fears
to ferment bald lies in our ears.
It's clear that Glenn Beck
is more than just dreck,
there's dollar-signs behind those tears.

Thursday, February 25, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lies
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John Weber

John Weber

Milwaukee, WI
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