The World Of Little Dhimmis

The world of little Dhimmis
Is a place where you will find
A bunch of lying stories
To jumble up your mind
To stimulate your evil side;
Leave truth behind.
O, be ready for the cunning lie,
Lies full of hatred.
O, be ready for the cunning lie.

He came from out of podunkville,
As do all liars, it seems.
His lies have made the world aware
That liars have liberals genes;
And truths that we hold sacred
He’ll squander is his dreams.
O, be ready for the cunning lie,
Lies full of hatred.
O, be ready for the cunning lie.

A lib’ral by our definition
Is a virus of the mind.
His dreams are his source
For lib’rals of this kind,
Which glorify the lib’ral, of course,
Who turns out to be blind.
O, be ready for the cunning lie,
Lies full of hatred.
O, be ready for the cunning lie.

His lies are always extended
In a novel point view.
It shows us how the lies affect
Beyond just me and you.
The world will always respond
To the biggest lie’s debut.
O, be ready for the cunning lie,
Lies full of hatred.
O, be ready for the cunning lie.

The river out of Washita
Flows beside this liar’s place
He spreads his lies oh so far
To all the human race.
It’s possible you’ve heard these lies
And even bought their guise.
O, be ready for the cunning lie,
Lies full of hatred.
O, be ready for the cunning lie.


In trying to find the thing that’s real
Your chances may look bleak
Perhaps the dhimmi’s done a deal
With the very thing you seek.
But never mind what dhimmi says
He’s flunked the truthful quiz.
O, be ready for the cunning lie,
Lies full of hatred.
O, be ready for the cunning lie.