Bray! Bray! Bray! Bray!
Garbage world peopled with some guys who are far from sage,
ethics-croaking, bending, poking,
engendering rage.
A heap of dung is where’s their home, washed cloacally—
unmistakable smell’s strong in Washington, DC.

Gold-dig grubbers, high-stakes clowns (pay),
lackey whore scourge blarings sound (bray):
overt bunkum: lies-bray clowns (pay),
grabby whore scourge; scary town.

When will it end? Will they amend.
When will it end? Never, my friend.

Gray[bar]! Gray’! Gray’! Gray’!
Most of Congress should be booked in penitentiary,
But hard time is rarely done;
they keep running free.
What is certain: that they’re squeezing from you and me pelf.
We will get the dun
while they are increasing their wealth.

Oafish bumblers, mind-stay clowns bray,
lackey whore scourge airing sounds (bray):
doltish slumb’rers, eyes way down (dazed),
grabby whore urge pairs with town.

When will it end? Will they amend.
When will it end? Bent, we they rend.