We all know you're smart
Google lined up on the tartars of your gown
Poised erect, all gloomy and shiny
On the media for us to see
The emptiness in your drum
A beat you've been itching to touch

We all know you're kind-hearted
When with fingers, camera and sound
All imagery filled with farce abound
Smeared with smiley faces of your
Ego-riented kindness are all loud
Spare us your misery, we'll swipe away

We all know how pretty you've become
Your public display has fed our eyes
We needn't pay for a private show
We got it in High Definition for free
Even more, your silent pains that harbour
the horrors that lie beneath your smiles

We all know how rich you are
And that your display is quite necessary
Cars, Houses and clothes of no equal
We've found joy on your expensive timeline
And the bitterness you find in helping the poor
But don't be ashamed, we'll keep pretending we like you

We all know how happy your family is
We only dont get to see behind the scenes
And the horror you put your spouse to
But display it, flaunt it, we'll like
Again and again, and pray, and curse
But our minds tell us the truth
Like the fact of death, it never deceives
We are well aware of your arrival