___ The Arkansas Power Broker ___
Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas,
A Redneck Sharp lived with a Power Whore
They fiddled with a theme they liked to hear,
A jolly old meme that they knew by ear.
It was raining hard, but the couple didn't care,
They played at being a popular pair,
They had no dough, but they
hatched great schemes
Sure to help them realize
their wildest dreams
their wildest dreams
A Power Broker paid a call that day,
And told them he could make
their prospects bright and gay;
Their eyes shone bright,
as their mouths grew wet,
The Broker said they'd soon
have no cause to fret.
"All you have to do is sell your souls to me,
Then tell the voters you'll provide
their needs for free,"
But the couple said when he'd had his say,
"We couldn't do it now, it's a rainy day."
The Power broker said, "That's all quite true,
But here's the thing, I think that you should do;
"Get busy when the weather gets clear and bright,
The hit the trail and flim flam
with all your might."
The Power Whore leapt at the chance to feel,
She soon could grind the whole world underheel
"Just show us where to sign
and our souls are yours;
We know you have the power
to open all the doors."
And so began these four-flushers' sad career
With The Broker as their Guide
they'd not a thing to fear,
They soon rose high to positions grand
From where they soon could pillage
and loot the land.
Where their story ends we don’t yet know
But I'll bet they spend Eternity Below
For Grifters too must learn
what their schemes brought to pass
Is sure to turn around and bite them
right in the ass!
~ FreeThinke on a Lark
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