The Politician

A public servant? When it suits my need
For wealth or power, else I just mislead.
Suspicions rise? I fiercely wave the flag!
As pups, with cheap distractions them I wag.

Idealist? At such I scoff and scorn;
I trade the principles to which I’m sworn.
I steal, I trick, distort, pretend and cheat —
I squirmed on saintly soil to seize my seat.

Who am I? Many names conceal my brow,
I feign a smile and fabled fibs I vow,
Forbidden means of payoff is my art,
I got a lot of practice since the start.

But hate me not for what I did and do,
Forsooth, I live in every one of you.