Underneath your lying expression
Is a person full of depression
How can this not be as the words you write
Were clearly created from your inward fright
Even a podunker as yourself must react
To the reality of Bush and our win in Iraq
The hatred that told your soul your belief
Now in truth for you there’s no relief
This depression forces you to look to the ground
Digging the dirt that you must spread around
The Hacketts and Duckworths prove you lie
As with the forgeries you wanted us to buy
You make excuses with the Obama flip-flop
Depression hits hard and it’s difficult to stop
You pretend your a patriot and love this great land
But you run like a coward and refuse to take a stand
I’ve challenged you often on the issues at hand
But you run like a coward and refuse to take a stand
I feel for your ego and know you’re so sad
When our troops kill your friends you think they are bad
But if truth you are seeking and this I deny
You’d not be a liberal always seeking the new lie
The truth is you’re a liberal, a mongrel to despise
Filled with a passion for hate and new lies
Your hatred engulfs you in all that you try
You're a filthy dumb liberal in love with the lie
Sunday, June 29, 2008
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