We watched the truth
Get twisted and contorted
Like sausage-shaped balloons,
A clown in the middle
Of a malformed circle,
Huffing and puffing,
Bending and stretching
A huge sack of facts
Until they reappeared
As small, lumpy mammals,
Floating and squeeking out
Rubbery mantras,
Just a single pin prick
Away from disaster.