I will be with you, whatever.
But this is the moment to assess
Bluntly and boldly, whether
The danger is, as ever,
That action acts to make a mess
Which lingers with you, whatever
Plans, resources, clever
PR pitches you address
To your blunted people, whether
Or not they’re listening. Never
Forget our gaudy, tawdry press
Has stuffed them full of whatever
Trash they think is pleasure.
I hate them all. George, I confess
I can’t decide whether
Perhaps the better endeavor
Would be to self-invade. God bless
Us, be with us whatever
Chance, fate, or weather.
