Cement slugs by, smoke curdles
feeble legged lugging & the sidewalk's made of hurdles
I emit a nervous cough
Incredulous the spread given us
belongs inside a trough
And I spy the swine-striped sloth
of industry lumbering so humbly
grips a scheme levied down on blister and bumbling
His results dribble into civil cults
housing all founded fondly on faults
"Crazier than a snake's armpit"
the alarm hit a critical component
this is the opponent who wretched
with desire to start some fire
on the kiddies backs, prone to panic attacks
the profile smacks of a psychopath
kick out doors for an abhorrent torrent
of civil wrath and derangement I'd warrant