the spinning tales

The black dogs unleashed

For a few days they are caged

The briefing of what to do

The snarling and white teeth

On the run on the roads

The campaigns heated up

Only one sided stories

The black dogs bark

The words of sweet coated honey

The smile of the back door melody

The black dogs running

The words coming into print

The frogs in the back room

Getting out of the pond of slumber

Now they too start to croak

Bee Anne on the magic ball

The people have to see

Bee Anne never tells the truth

So much baggage by a leader

The twisting spiral to suit a need

One leader says Bee Anne can manage

The better of the current Pakatan government

He never says about the last 5 decades

The State running into deficits

So the black dogs and frogs

They will spin the tales of their master

Hoping for the crumbs under the table

They have lost all their dignity

Yet they never learn

It is the power of wealth and position

They are blinded to their own downfall

Only then will they start to realize

The publicity games begin

Bee Anne rolling out its machines

We will hear it every day

We are waiting for the day to boot it out