A Hateful Beam

Your emails are like a bad dream
Lies licking my eyes with a hateful beam!
In my office I sit down early this morning.
Lib’ral hate mail, I said moaning.

I will fix that up!
I went and got a coffee cup!
Hot coffee and the truth renewed.
Looks like you’re really screwed!

I smiled
and my whole computer went wild!
Slam, bam, the game is over Dhim.
Looks like your lies were all sent on a whim.

You sent no evidence.
Not even a pretense!
Again you still believe
I grieve.

Could it be what you ate?
A sandwich dipped in hate?
Marshmellows covered in the sauce of bile?
A hot dog and crispy fried denial?

I smiled again
Because you just cannot explain
The reason why each line you send
Is another lie you cannot defend.

Yessir, that coffee is still hot,
The truth with you is not.
I blame it on the food,
All you can do is brood!