Brussel Rand

I’m an influencer, ex TV You’re bound to know if you see me I married a singer, famous she was But she ditched me, is that her loss? I pronounce the truth covered in lies There’s no subject I can’t sensationalise I wave my arms claim to speak the truth Rant and rave, like a movie spoof I spread theories of conspiracy. Talk about subjects, no interest to me My ratings skyrocket, the blind tag along I’m always right, you’re always wrong I’m bland Jack, fountain of knowledge I talk like an urchin, never been to college But doesn’t matter, you hang on my words I’ve had to scream blogs no better than turds I’m famous around six million views Followed by the unlit rams and ewes David Cox 01/02/23