Rat-A-Tat-Tat

The typewriters tap, with a rat-a-tat-tat, like a fourth estate rap to provide us the pap (that serves as a snack with a rat-a-tat-tat) in a newspaper scrap crammed with meaningless crap from the editor's yap (spewing flimflamy flak, booming rat-a-tat-tat) after gashing a gap in the daily recap with a snip in a snap- sounding thundery clap crackng rat-a-tat-tat and a rat-a-tat-tat. And the talking heads speak with a rat-a-tat-tat, of the news of the week, tweaking tongue in the cheek (with a click and a clack like a rat-a-tat-tat), thus ignoring critique 'cause they're mild and too meek in the midst of the reek to report of the wrack (except rat-a-tat-tat) whilst the pundits (oblique when protecting the chic of the upper class clique at the top of the peak) chatter rat-a-tat-tat and a rat-a-tat-tat. The NRA ghouls plug a rat-a-tat-tat while their blood money tools fill the Hill’s vestibules (where deceit behind drapes drips a rat-a-tat-tat), spreading folly that fuels frenzied hands of young fools bringing guns into schools (at the drop of a hat there's a rat-a-tat-tat splashing blood in warm pools) for now anarchy rules (which the hype ridicules 'til the temperature cools) hailing rat-a-tat-tat and a rat-a-tat-tat. Lawless cops, cutting loose with a rat-a-tat-tat spraying bullets profuse without any excuse (just a split second splat with a rat-a-tat-tat), splay a rattled recluse like a Thanksgiving goose gushing cranberry juice from six slugs in the back (with a rat-a-tat-tat). To redress such abuse, bend the branch of a spruce with a neck in a noose while Death's drums beat diffuse’ rolling rat-a-tat-tat and a rat-a-tat-tat. War brings freedom to all with a rat-a-tat-tat (well, excluding the thrall with fear, facing the wall [ often smacked with a bat, throbbing rat-a-tat-tat ], until feeling the call to creep out of the kraal biting back with a gall [ with a tit for a tat and a rat-a-tat-tat ], or to mangle and maul if still able to crawl and be part of the brawl in a freak free-for-all, midst a rat-a-tat-tat and a rat-a-tat-tat). Holy warmongers praise, with a rat-a-tat-tat, any soldier that slays and all rockets that raze (the drones zoom with a vroom and a rat-a-tat-tat) leaving smoky arrays of gray ghosts in the haze cloaking mute cabarets (hushed, the hip and the hop, by the rat-a-tat-tat) while ol’ Cerberus bays with mankind in his gaze, so society prays as it rots and decays (Satan's trumpets of doom blare a rat-a-tat-tat) until one of these days in a flash through the maze mighty mushrooms will blaze with invisible rays, fin’lly braising the craze of the rat-a-tat-tat, and the rat- a- tat- tat.