Feeling Good
This is a poem that will make one shudder
A poem of hate not taught by any mother
The end is not yet come for this short tale
The results should be a lot of people in jail
“I hate you because it makes me feel good”
Yelled the teacher as in the street she stood
“May you on the street fall down and die”
So much liberal hate coming from each eye
They marched along the streets arm in arm
Looking for opposition to do them harm
The stink of foul mouthed socialists - beware!
One could smell this stink rising in the air
This pungent odor proclaimed, “It’s time!”
Union thugs marched on in sweat and grime
They yelled obscenities loud and clear
To all their opponents both far or near
In this ugly maelstrom they created
So they could keep their income luxuriated
Blackmail it is called or else we attack
Give us our benefits and just raise the tax
Walker won the election to cleanse the crime
Of liberals and Democrats in this corrupt time
For money bribed the Democrats passed
Laws of obscenities that could not last
The public workers formed a union great
To insure their wages or face their hate
The liberal Democrats loved all their cash
Didn’t matter it caused the economy to crash
Now these union thugs of crime and hate
March arm in arm to stop the coming fate
The people spoke and they want it to end
This criminal band of thugs to suspend
“I hate you all because it makes me feel good”
Liberal intolerance exposed as well it should
Scott Walker is right and he can’t lose
Time to stop corruption and unions defuse
As one watches these thugs on the streets
It is hard not to wonder about these hypocrites
Liberal senators running away from doing their duty
Proves the liberals aren’t interested in democracy
Bribes and cash are what it’s all about
Criminal activity equals political clout
Liberals see their time is running out
Fighting to the end and so they shout
“I hate you all because it makes me feel good”
If I were a thug liberal, no doubt it surely would
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