Devils in disguise
wearing bright sunny ties.
They come in their suits
and their real-snakeskin boots.
They meet and they greet,
and are oh so discrete.
But they can't hide the smell
of the world in which they dwell.
Secret meetings in secret locations,
safely ensconced in their fortifications.
As they scheme and they plan,
like some modern day Klan,
their selfishness shines
while humanity pines.
As for the blood and the toil,
without making your blood boil,
that's your job, my friends
on you their plan depends.
Your lives will be spent
with fraudulent intent ,
by cruel, twisted suits
and men in cowboy boots.
-= ewar
