NaPM April 25 2013

[cidermaid]

This is not really my thing (politics). Thanks to Mikey for the inspiration from his villanelle, not tried one of these before...was harder than I thought so hence late. (I ended up cheating by using the "ing" words. . )

You’re lying, your lips are flapping – you’re spin peddling.
Beaming your smile and “word” into my world, as gospel.
I’ve had a bellyful of your lies and endless meddling.

Your didgy dodgy accounting, is a tell of your fiddling,
the facts and the figures of your ever changing verbal;
you’re lying. Your lips are flapping –you’re spin peddling.

Smiling you kiss the babe, a shade before your rallying
call, just after a betraying blunder of a half shaved scruple.
I’ve had a bellyful of your lies and endless meddling.

If, for every permeating word of mindless media mincing,
a debt was paid, poverty would end. It’s just feeble babble;
you’re lying, your lips are flapping – you’re spin peddling.

On prime time, you stand as if to make a speech, heckling
with childish pique, a pathetic, point scoring rabble.
I’ve had a bellyful of your lies and endless meddling.

Your amazing, creative phrasing might lead lemmings
to take the leap and believe your lemons, but I’m no vassal,
you’re lying, your lips are flapping – you’re spin peddling.
I’ve had a bellyful of your lies and endless meddling.