The poet has spoken to people who think this playground-vandalising predator hung the freakin’ moon.

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Recorded Reading (1:27): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/d8wznnc2w68gey77she0q/Trusted-Trusted-Trusted.mp3?rlkey=jy6xbbhzxzxrqwoi7i7kup00o&st=1gqsayu8&dl=0

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Trusted, Trusted, Trusted

This “genius” came into town
We trusted, trusted, trusted

Told us he could blow apart
Corruption encrusted

And even though our own good conscience
Patently forbid it

Everything he told us to,
We did it, did it, did it

Trusting, like everything else,
He adequately hid it

Not realizing that he really gets off
Not from the disaster

But from the confusion
Which always follows after

It matters not who falls then 
To please this master’s whim

If it’s a close companion
It’s funnier to him

Now we’re all on record
As hackers and as vandals

Soon as they think to look at it
We’ll be known as scandals

But here’s the real, live, truthful,
Hurtful bitch of it:

We didn’t blow apart corruption
Not one little bit

We’re here to say whatever it
Was you found to itch ya

It disappears when they show up
With the REAL militia

We have nothing to comfort us
We’re busted, busted, busted.

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