Wag The Dog

Wag The Dog short poem

Uploaded by Peter Anderson

Roll up, roll up and welcome to the show
Put your mind in neutral and go along with the flow

The spin doctors are pumping out another remix on their digital decks
Producers and directors using the full palette of special effects

Multimedia is trending live from your mobile phone
Armchair activists use touchscreens to help themselves atone

Weapons of mass distruction hidden in the neighbour’s garden
The mother of all bombs delivered with a global pardon

Smoke and mirrors lurk behind the fun house door
Edging ever closer to the brink of third world war

The Slenderman is lurking, waiting in the dark
The ones that wag the dog also make it bark

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Who am I?"- English by birth, Scouser by luck, living in South Africa by choice- Paid to cook, hypnotizes for fun and writes poems because I cant stop- Insomniac, chain smoker, sour worm addict- Bulldogs, Motorbikes and Liverpool football club- Dreamer, realist and slighty depressed
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