No new tales to tell
No alibis left to sell
No more heroes to be found
Where none are sought villains abound
The tale as told is quite fantastic
Stern, they scold, their faces plastic
Utter ruin for those they accuse
Their courts and robes are just a ruse
Claims of so and so said such and such
Specious at best, they don't say much
Whispers and screams of crimes committed
get lost it seems amid the facts omitted
Immune to your own brand of berating
It makes for thin ice where you're skating
There will be no hero to save the day
when that ice, at last, finally gives way
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