Corrupt official

<p style="text-align: center;" center;"="">Pondering in sloth riddled exile, dirty, mudded and infested bath-water.
Sharing the extreme imagination contrast reality.
Panic thrusted full pelt entrusted.
Money feeds such little who care,
Freelance breed suffering servant indeed.
The ubiquitous sleeve hidden and deceived
Laughing smiles with those teeth that gleam.
Sweaty handshakes left unfilled and malice intent
A practitioner of harmful concept
A leveller of nature’s milk.

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