Machiavellian Manoeuvring
He thought he had it made
That he could hide and make the grade
And get what he wanted in the end
So his position he could defend
In Machiavellian manoeuvring
So he could sit back smiling
But he could not control everything
And in his life so sad to bring.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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