___ 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

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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