Kill the President

Part 6

"OK," says the Chief "so, boys, what's the brief?"
The speechwriters shuffle and squirm.
"So where are they, guys, your elegant lies?
Words that mesmerize, words that help to disguise
what we've done in our term. What was that about 'worm'?"

Speechwriter Dan Wright looks a little uptight:
"'Cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.'
Shelley's words, Mr Pres." "Well Dan," Irving says
"Dan, that's why I am the Pres, and why Shelly ... why she's
still on the switchboard on 80 a day.

"But ... it ain't bad, ain't bad ... hmmm, ain't too bad at all.
I like what it says about clay!
Dan, get me stuff about soil." "Sir? Stuff about soil?
And not about oil?" "No Dan, soil, not oil.
From now on it's soil – and decay.

"Alright, you speech guys, from today, no more lies.
Listen up and get wise, things have changed.
At 3 o'clock today, I got somethin' to say,
on soil. And decay. So waddya say?
Guys, waddya think?" They think "So it's true. He's deranged."

Laughs Irving, "Hey hey! Gotta get on my way!
Let's meet before 3 in the Garden."
He skips on his way and Wright notices Graham,
Agent John Graham, in a whisper he's saying
in his lapel "Tail the Chief? Beg your pardon?"

To be continued