Group Poem XII
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind their chamber doors
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind their chamber doors
Ars longa, vita brevis
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind their chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind their chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
Ars longa, vita brevis
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
Are apes du jour of justice and, inasmuch, its loss
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
Are apes du jour of justice and, inasmuch, its loss
Ars longa, vita brevis
That makes 20 lines, but I think we need something to round the poem off. So I suggest a final couplet, the first line of which is given below.
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
Are apes du jour of justice and, inasmuch, its loss
So let us hound the rogues who blight democracy's good name
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
Are apes du jour of justice and, inasmuch, its loss
So let us hound the rogues who blight democracy's good name
The Political Jungle (A Polysemous Menagerie)
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
Are apes du jour of justice and, inasmuch, its loss
So let us hound the rogues who blight democracy's good name
Lest our great seals of government slide into mires of shame
The thought of party politics is difficult to bear
The asses and the elephants give everyone a scare
They carp at their opponents till the watching voters quail
And parrot useless platitudes they learned at Kent or Yale
They duck the awkward questions that their interviewers pose
Then badger other candidates with panoplies of woes
When diligent reporters ferret out their feet of clay
They monkey with the microphones and look the other way
The doves and hawks (or Wets and Dries, as Mrs. Thatcher said)
Will fish for voters everywhere (both living ones and dead)
They gull minorities with the pretence of shared ideals
While fawning over wealthy folk when making cash appeals
Ex-statesmen sell their know-how to incorporated sharks
Or weasel million-dollar fees for asinine remarks
The losers in this cut-throat game write books to settle scores
The winners play more cat and mouse behind the chamber doors
A few outrageous mavericks with mammoth self-regard
Will snake into another term—unscathed, untouched, unmarred
But craven types who say "aye-aye" to please their party boss
Are apes du jour of justice and, inasmuch, its loss
So let us hound the rogues who blight democracy's good name
Lest our great seals of government slide into mires of shame
Ars longa, vita brevis
apes du jour
Interesting. A 2008 post on a website entitled "Smoking Mirrors" contains the following sentence:
Coincidence?It doesn't matter if these individuals [i.e. corporate leaders] have all used the same secret handshake for a thousand years or if they are just the most ruthless apes du jour, the result is the same.
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