Category Archives: Fake News

Fake News

Pope to canonise Paisley to make the unionists happy.

Bob Dylan said Abba are sappy.

Jerry Lee Lewis said I’m better than Elvis and I’m not dead.

Donald Trump says that’s not what I said.

Teresa May, the Virgin on the Rocks, says what she really thinks.

Arlene Foster stinks.

Tich Ennis

5th December, 2017

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Midnight Hour

At the end of the day it’s the midnight hour, that’s self evidently true.

I’d believe it if I were you.

Twelve midnight, not half past two.

Truism is a word you may not have heard.

It means self evidently true, not false, absurd.

One and one makes two.

That’s an example, a free sample.

We’re born, we live, we die, all that stuff.

If you don’t like it, tough.

There’s no getting away from it, the truth is true.

Believe it or not its up to you.

To believe in the true.

I would if I were you.

I do.

Tich Ennis

30th November, 2017

 

Cyber Warfare

Does cyber warfare work both ways, do we do it too?

I ask you.

Can you believe a word you hear, is Putin whispering in your ear or maybe Donald Trump?

Thanks for the tea, one lump.

Who are the good guys, who the bad, the question drives me mad.

There are no good guys said a soldier in some one or other war.

We pretend we are, that’s what lies are for.

So now you troll, so now you hate, hoping to destabilise each other’s state.

More fool you if you believe the people who deceive.

Take it with a grain of salt, what was Disney’s first name, Walt.

Its never anybody’s fault.

Not mine or ours, or so they say.

They want it all to be their way.

Well, okay, happy ending.

Bridges need mending.

Tich Ennis

26th November, 2017

Target

To dissolve untruths and expose them as a lie.

Is that what I must do before I die?

If so, why?

Why must we live in a lie?

People are fed up with politics and politicians, so am I.

It seems all gameplaying saying I’m all right and you’re all wrong.

A worn out song.

Certainly not true, hear Big Ben bong.

As someone said, how long, oh Lord, how long?

How long is life, must we put up with this?

Not if I have my way before death’s last kiss.

I seek eternal bliss.

What is the missing factor in all this?

Abandoned truth, ignored, unloved, oh lovely miss.

Thou art my target may I never miss.

May my aim be true.

I love you.

So do other people too.

You are not alone.

Not while flesh clings to my bone.

I hear your moan, your cry.

You are as I.

I can but try.

Arrow, play your part.

Aim for the heart.

Target, thou art mine.

Finest wine.

Now and for all time.

I speak in rhyme.

As you see here.

I drink beer.

A glass might leave a ring on this page.

Must I leave behind tears and rage?

Not if I have my way.

I will have my say.

That’ll be the day.

Tich Ennis

24th November, 2017

Expecting Nothing

I expect nothing from you and you expect nothing from me.

You may tweet till you’re blue in the face, as blue as the sea.

If I follow you will you follow me, get lost, drop dead attention seeker, the world shall be inherited by the meeker.

Fake news, fake friends, would you lend or give me money?

Of course not you don’t mean a thing fake person, does a bee make honey?

So I follow no one, why should I?

Do the good guys have to die?

I must say not absolutely all are fake.

That would be a big mistake.

Tich Ennis

18th November, 2017

The Media

The media take politicians at face value and won’t ask the right question.

What a suggestion!

If your position is illogical, if you lie, who are you, the big I?

You make me cry.

Politicians don’t like being laughed at, held up to ridicule, that’s the golden rule.

Treated as a fool.

If you do that you’ll never talk to them again.

Look after your wallet, hold your pen.

Who’s fooling who, you again.

Out of their own mouths they are condemned said Jesus Christ, he was crucified.

Which politician never lied?

I realise you don’t want to be nailed to a cross, or get shot, that would be no loss.

You don’t give a toss.

Good guys don’t win, there’s no such thing as a free lunch, eat your words you miserable bunch.

Pravda means truth, don’t make me laugh.

Who will sort the wheat from the chaff?

This is just a draft.

Will I write your last will and testament?

“I never said what I meant”.

I see your trick.

You make us sick.

We are not thick.

Go ahead, put yourself first.

You’re on the game, you meet the worst.

You’re in the game, you play it too.

Monkey in the zoo.

The world is the way it is because of people like you.

Ones who don’t care.

You’re there.

The news is fake, you’re on the make.

It’s the world we live in, must it be this way?

What do words say?

Truth to tell we live in Hell.

Exceptions are very, very rare.

So there.

Remember the word care?

How it looks or how it is, politics, the news, showbiz.

Razmatazz and all that jazz.

I want the real thing, I am not alone.

You chill me to the bone.

Yours faithfully, war correspondent.

At least I said what I meant.

Tich Ennis

28th October, 2017

Joke

Take me seriously though I joke.

I am the proverbial pig in a poke.

Yours for free, believe me.

Many a true word is said in jest, it’s the good humour test.

I have no wish to confuse, can white boys sing the blues?

If it wasn’t for bad luck I’d have no luck at all says an old blues song.

A joke is taking right for wrong.

The other way around as well.

Selling Heaven, buying Hell.

Oh well.

I see the funny side of things.

Jokers beat kings.

Tich Ennis

27th October, 2017