If you’ve never read Inferno
From the Comedy Divine
You may have heard the circles down in Hades
Number nine
The deeper you descend
The more intense the pain is
Fitting as the punishment
For crimes that are more heinous
I don’t have skills like Dante
As anyone can tell
However, let me conjure up
A tenth circle of hell
The ninth is for betrayers
Of their mentors—think of Brutus
Or even of divinity
Who joins him there but Judas
But we need another circle
A deeper place to fall
For the staffers and the pundits
Who betrayed us—one and all
And sadder, even sadder
In this tragedy’s portrayal
Are the once respected voices
Who succumbed to self-betrayal
They built a reputation
So their programs could be trusted
In the service of deception–
Reputation busted
It profits a man nothing
To sell their soul for dough
But what I’ll never understand
They lost it all for Joe
They may pretend they’re moving on
They may try not to show it
But when you’re in Inferno
Believe me, friend, you know it