The black knight lights the smoke
It spreads along the opposition camp
He tries to choke his opponents
He looks skyward praying for a miracle
He sits amongst his top advisers
The inner circle to plot the game
Outside another circle forms
The runners to bark the spinning tales
The black knight watches
The faces of his top advisers
The battle of Waterloo
The fear in each eye
The strategy of giving aids
Using his controlled medias to spin
Extract the maximum publicity
He forgets people already know
Then he chokes in the camp
“What's happening here?”
The wind blowing back....
Nature has her own ideas
The pile of sin
It isn't going away
The backyard and alleys
The web world sings
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