VICTIM CARD POLITICS LIMERICS

 VICTIM CARD POLITICS LIMERICS

A pol who would dodge every blame,
Played the victim, a well-practiced game.
With a tear and a sigh,
Critics they’d deny,
And silence the talk of their shame.

A ruler, quite sly and astute,
Made the people feel utterly mute.
With words twist and turned,
The public was burned,
Their truth, in a jester's pursuit.

A plea, quite well-worn, took the stage,
"I'm hurt!" it did loudly enrage.
"See my tears, my strife!"
Ignoring the rife,
Corruption's grim, shadowy cage.

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