Unanswerably Explicit

The emails come too fast to track
Evidence piles up against my back
Most of the stuff I cannot read
My basic vocabulary it does exceed

Unanswerably explicit words of facts
What must I do to thwart the attacks
I’ll follow what the messiah commands
Run, liberal , run and wring my hands

On Election Day

What shall I say of the Chosen One
His oratory skills are everywhere known
Inspired and stirred by the breath of creation
Headed to his long overdue throne
He bares his soul to the admiring crowd
As he strains to see the election day polls
I watch him sit down with his eyes so proud
When shall we celebrate what everyone knows

All incoming polls he sees in a quick glance
His eyes sweep back and forth as in disbelief
How can this be? He never had a chance
The Chosen One screamed looking for relief
McCain did not just win but in a landslide
From California to Maine the votes are all in
It’s McCain by a bunch this can’t be denied
The Chosen One is toast, enough said - the end

A Deeply Seated Emotion

The hate, at first weak and diffuse
Throbs deeply each and every morn
Striving to come out, needs an excuse
A deeply seated emotion closely worn
Creeping into the hallways of the heart
Can’t separate it, can’t keep it apart

The liberals all live with this emotional threat
Hatred toward themselves and their great land
Finding the excuse without a single regret
They all attack in unison as if by command
She lives the American myth, we can’t abide
We must stop the rising evil Palin tide

Row upon row the liberals send out their hacks
Find us something to stop this rising brilliant star
Change the truth and, if you must, all the facts
Attack her, attack her! find something that will scar
Our Chosen One has slipped in the recent polls
We must, we must if we are to reach our evil goals

Although they tried to find the scandals new
Ms. Palin walked along the path that made her right
Not a single scandal could be found that was true
The hate in each expanded as did their fright
America is ugly and evil not as Sarah stated
She lives in a myth and should not even be rated

Next January all the liberals will be bawlin’
It’s President McCain and VP Sarah Palin

At The Liar’s Gate

Walking by the liar’s gate
You talk, sending forth another lie
Spewing it out filled with hate
Telling me the truth you won’t reply
I knew before, I felt the chill
An icy coldness as a stone
Assuring me with your liar’s skill
We’re now in the stone cold silence zone
You pass the hate-filled lie to me
I prove deceit, truth in it finds no room
It brings to mind your silly reality
Fiery hate in full bloom
Frolicking on the slippery slide
As you tumble, withering at the liar’s gate
You cry in vain and tell me how I lied
That you, in your list of lies, do not hate
With words that I've seen coming
It's over ~ there'll be no words from you
Your fists clench, the hate explodes in your plumbing
The stone cold silence means what I say is true

Fleeting Glimpses

As his polls dropped quickly and hit the ground
A cold shiver ran down his spine
Bound to the lies by the liberal curse
The Chosen One did not feel so divine

His mind breaks down and he loses control
Each moment, each thought trying to save
The fleeting glimpse of his victorious dream
Of the power he and his masters so crave

The shadows of Sarah now haunt his thoughts
Like a temptress materialized
Beauty unleashed to stop his lust
As her presence keeps him hypnotized

His speaking gaffes increased ten-fold
As her magic held him spellbound
Fright's burning heat showed in his hate
As she won round after round

His dark skin glistened still dripping sweat
From the hate boiling up in his gut
This lovely mother's winning the fight
As he yelled and yelled  “ You slut!”

But Sarah kept smiling as she always does
Gleaming love from her very soul
Speaking words of truth and factuality
Forcing the liberals to lose control

Their hate-filled rants could be heard all day
Bubbling up from their fright-filled pain
Their bodies wreathed and shook in despair
As their mouths and lips went insane

Spitting and cussing, red-faced with hate
They consumed their kool-aid drink
Their words of hate clawed at Sarah’s face
In hopes that her career they’d sink

Frantically thrusting lies upon lies
Hatred taken to another plain
Smears and lies in search of a way
To destroy this mother’s campaign

As each day ends and the darkness falls
Americans see who the Chosen One is
A Chicago thug borne of hate and greed
As all the hate-filled attacks were his

What Can A Liberal Do

What can a liberal do
But lie, then lie . . and run
Away from that which is true
Covering the lies he’s done
With a rationalization
As if the devil’s creation

So you are on the run again
Away from that which is true
Leaving behind a realization
That lying is what you do
Liberals and lies entwined
The perfect bond defined

Running is not escaping
Cowards run, heroes escape
As both the future’s shaping
For you by a liberal ape
For a hero by his own will
Only one represents the real

So you once again go silent
Like a stone as cold as ice
Assisting in your descent
As again you pay the price
Of liberalism - hate and lies
Ahh, but this comes as no surprise

In A Liberal Tree

A monkey sat in a liberal tree
Thinking of things as they ought to be.
Said he to his followers: “Look at me
I am the Chosen One, can’t you see?”

“I’ll lead you to the promised land
Just vote for me and join my band.
We’ll go together so I can command
A bunch of Marxists, won’t that be grand!”

This monkey he talked a really great game
With a voice so clear he gained some fame.
He preached hate lies and gave the blame
On that evil Bush he did proclaim.

As time passed by and with the lies he spread,
The faithful grew, eating it up like buttered bread.
The monkey was arrogant as he moved ahead.
The followers listened carefully to all he said.

For the monkey in the liberal tree,
Things were going just marvelously.
The media repeated his lies for free,
So he said he could win, a guarantee.

But then from the north a mother came,
Speaking the truth about his game.
He’s only a monkey, dumb and lame,
Spreading great lies, an awful shame.

A monkey sat in a liberal tree
Thinking of things as they ought to be
If you look closely, you will see
Just another liberal like Pelosi