Scandal
Scandal takes a sinuous path
Throwing gauntlets with mighty wrath
Ugly and threatening it rears it’s head
Not happy nor joy quixotic instead
Scandal isn’t easy to predict
It has symbols one can’t depict
Scandal comes and scandal goes
Destroying lives and claiming souls
With a tactful body and watchful eyes
It deals it’s cards and spreads it’s lies
What ways it has no one knows how
It settles down to take a bow
The end is near an encore/finale
On a dark street or within a back alley
It’ll come to a crescendoing end
But who knows what lies around the next bend
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