Stubby

A stubby little worthless brain;
A liberal riddled with hate insane.
His eyes rolled back inside his head,
From all the truth that has been said.

The quiet builds around his tongue,
The growing hate just can’t be undone.
He sits upon a righteous throne,
And rips up children bone by bone.

He prays with hate against the very men,
Who saved his ass from terrorist villain.
He points his stubby fingers out,
And cries that there can be no doubt.

His fingers drip the blood from kids,
Slaughtering as he cries God forbids.
He’s a podunker through and through;
No knowledge of what’s really true.

His stubby mind creates his worldly view;
He thinks it, thus it must be true.
No one will harm him if he hugs,
Kissing the feet of the world’s big thugs.

No thug will hear his screams and shouts;
No one will care about his whereabouts;
As the thugs blow up his family place,
And laugh and spit into his face.