Pandering to Mandy
Why do we pander to Mandy
Why do I meander and pander
Like a river of pandemonium
Into the mandated Mandy kingdom
Of utter strangle hold dominion
She has of social currency and fuel
Like in the strait of Hormuz
She's got her claws around it
Choking, she's about as crazy as Trump
In her utter blindness of vision
No multi-channel options like Netflix television
Just a Mandy towers, mini Mandy apprentices
To carry out her bidding
A pit of vipers, a stinking compost of rot
And corruption
A seething bed of vice disguised
as community relations
A necromancy of diplomacy
Casting evil spells from a witches coven
Getting her evil elves and fairies
To dance around her sacrificial table
Oh Heathen whores who unholy dance
Burn, burn in the fires of chance
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