Crows

glossy and clean in their blue black sheen

Immaculate

Inaccurate

Given they have likely just bounced out of a carcass by the roadside

An eyeball plucked effortlessly

From a dead hares hairy face

Which now stares sightlessly into broad blue outer space

Yet they look so damn squeaky clean – those dapper shiny crows

A morbid analogy but it sure goes to show

I know some politicians