CANTO FOURTEEN. STEPHEN K. BANNON.
There was a man, a mighty man -- Steve Bannon was his name.
Of all the Trumpsmen he alone had never tasted shame.
Swift and cunning, Bannon is like Hermes was to Zeus;
A wingman who protects his boss from those that would traduce.
In fact, the mighty Bannon did resolve that his great chief
Needed some place grander than the US for his fief.
Casting round his doughty eye, Steve Bannon soon descried
The perfect place for trumpsmen to salute their joy and pride.
The real estate in question was Olympus Mount, where myth
Had built a vaunting edifice with augury and pith.
The thought was father to the deed; Sir Bannon climbed anon
Straight up to where the demigods sat stifling a yawn.
“Ho, spirits of the depthless void!” he called to them aloud.
“Who’s in charge of this here mangy hocus-pocus crowd?”
The Thunderer rose up in wrath, to smite this mortal gnat
Who dared profane their sacred halls with trifling chit chat.
But ere he could unloose a thunderbolt Sir Bannon spoke,
And what he had to offer made the demigods all choke.
He told them with a honeyed smile that sweet would be the prize
For those who let his Chieftain settle there amidst the skies.
Commanding arms and opulence beyond their untamed dreams,
He could grant their wishes anent avarice and schemes.
In return they would surrender all their fey domains
And be bound with very light and unobtrusive chains.
And each one who relinquished all their godlike liberty
Would become a talking head on national TV.
The demigods consulted like a swarm of restless bees --
And finally agreed, if they could keep gratuities.
And thus it came to pass that all the trumpsmen and their boss
Ascended to Olympus, far above the common dross.
While all the mythic idols, who had once held mankind’s heart,
Were relegated to a desk job somewhere in Breitbart.
It only goes to prove that when a man is good with words
He can make a serpent dance or silence all the birds.
A boss who has a counselor like that ought to beware --
He might be left out in the rain with just his underwear.
(to be continued)
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