Pulling the Switch (by Switcheroo)

“I like a straightforward course, and am always reluctant to resort to subterfuges. So far as my ways have been crooked, I charge them all upon slavery. It was that system of violence and wrong which now left me no alternative but to enact a falsehood.”

Mitch rather likes the wayward course,
    To slander and deceive,
Misrepresent and ridicule,
To break even the Golden Rule,
    So much malice outpours
    (A Christian, I believe).

Gorsuch is fine with thefts being done
    So sure as there’s a cut
For himself—even just esteem
Derived from sitting so Supreme
    (No matter how ’twas won
    Or the opponent shut).

It means (alas) the bitter end
    On fair and civil means
Of government, a system wrecked
That our forebears worked to protect— 
    But Mitch is not their friend
    But the party machine’s.

By hook or crook he likes to win
    And bring dark money home,
(A little wife supports the theft,
His machinations darkly deft,
    Though his shit-eating grin
    Conceals if he may roam).

Laugh! Laugh! Good citizens! The day
    In darkness starts to set,
For even Rome declined, and Mitch
Was like the man who pulled the switch
    On life-support, the way
    Such crime he did abet.