In the realm of politics, oh what a sight,

Atty. Glenn Chong, once shining bright,

A crusader for justice, a voice so loud,

Now lost in the circus, amidst the crowd.

From congressman’s seat to a murky lane,

Where loyalties shift like wind-blown grain.

Oh, Chong, how you’ve fallen from grace,

Trading principles for a dubious embrace.

With Maharlika, the vlogger of shadows deep,

In a dance of deception, where truths sleep.

License to practice law at stake,

Yet Chong dances on, for his ego’s sake.

A cautionary tale, a lesson learned,

In the pursuit of power, how bridges burn.

Atty. Glenn Chong, once held so dear,

Now just a footnote, in the annals of fear.