The Non-Ending Game

All good actors Are in truth, 'good politicians' For they're able, To make you believe What isn't true, is true, Who they are, but aren't, Believe you me, Playing an eternal game of 'I can fool you constantly', For centuries such trickery, As far back, as we can see. This world is made Of fools like you and I, But only crooks can get to put Mud in your eye, The game of politics, a trap, They are the liars, We, the saps. And that concludes our silly game, The more we think it changes, The more it stays the same