Tale Spin

The modern bard of news takes a word to task
He pens and quills and stretches, sipping from his flask
His writings prose of quality or so it seems to him
A giant of a legend lies in need of the big trim

Ancient craft
Tale spin magic

A pathetic slave of many, a Homer wannabe
An adjective is amiss, quickly must be found
A publisher awaits for this glory hound
And our spinner is searching hard for the real juicy story

Ancient craft
Tale spin magic

A puppet of the rich boys, our hero is a dud
The truth is nowhere-bound with him at the helm
For his bosses just use him to drag enemies in the mud
The world of deception and lies, his only realm

Ancient craft
Tale spin magic