In Lear, he wore a funny hat and told

the king the things in riddle others dared

not say–a noble right to hear the bold,

mocking truth. Now the regal sins are bared

by late night comedian goofing stars,

gods of this degenerate age, demogogues,

elected shaggy donkeys bound by Tzars

who roped their supine necks in joyous fog

of party din: popcorn, confetti, clown

noses litter the trampled circus ground 

post win, 2008. They placed a crown

on Obama’s head, heaped a burial mound:

Hope and Change danced a jig over bones of foes–

cut short the song–the people’s wrath arose.

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