What I'd like to see is a final report,
On how the boss makes the pundits distort.
Would that a Snowden for shock without presage,
Exposed all the lackeys for staying on message.
Imagine the hotline from generals to Fox,
Reporters forbidden the Truthers' soapbox.
NPR's scripts ghost-wrote by the Pentagon,
(Hence the misuse of the English lexicon).
More than senators or corporate raiders
Masters of U or derivative traders,
The ones I'd love to see bowed in disgrace,
Are those pundits rich, tele-hacks with sweet face.