They flee from the truth they’ll never seek
With naked hatred stalking deviant thought
I’ve never seen them gentle, tame or meek
For they are angry and ugly, hate bought
From the pit of hell to the heart of derange
Busily seeking their fundamental change
It is a nightmare, a horror -filled dream
Of a savage nation of hate and greed
Fundamental change was the theme
Ignorance and evil pursuing the deed
Sending the nation onto the path to hell
Pray for the nation, nothing else to tell
He Presses on like a dazzling sun
As he swats those fleas about
The life of a liberal - so much fun
No need to debate - just shout
He hates the words of an ancient song
With his twisted heart’s fearful sigh
Blessed be his words even if wrong
The chances of which are high
He is at peace as he attacks his foes
For it is his life so free
And he revels in his brilliant prose
Nonsense for all to see
Words follow words that he creates
Through boundless liberal space
But still we sing the song he hates
And do so with pomp and grace
She works in an utterly predictable way
If truth comes out it is an exceptional day
Speaking truth, even for a second
Makes her angry and threatened
She’s now involved in her Senate election
Ethnic fraud - it’s the best thing she’s done
Hoping the truth will never come
Acting as if she’s really not that dumb
Stupidity so inflexible it’s hard to understand
True ethnicity has obviously been banned
She works in an utterly predictable way
Obvious from what she has to say
Fraudulent and inflexible in her position
She’s a liberal and can’t make the admission
It’s ethnic fraud multiplied several fold
The excuses she makes are getting old
How is it that others cannot perceive
The terrible stories she’s started to weave
An academic phony committing ethnic fraud
An empty-headed fool with an academic facade
The scent of a liberal farce floats in the breeze
As changing stories comes breaking through
Lies wend and wind in the changing stream with ease
As the truth cools its heels in the changing liberal view
The liberals release versions of the events showing
The One’s decision as a great commander so strong
Where SEALS follow his brilliant plan blowing
Away his critics stand and proving them all wrong
A SEAL in self-defense blew away his ugly face
All is good according to the White House aid
Above, in typical liberalism deep with mystery
The truth of reality still sits silent and hides
To protect the hypocrisy in the liberal story
Changing stories seems to be the One’s true mode
Such a great commander, spewing out this farce
Arrogance beyond repair
Selling the liberal view
Logic up in the air
Never telling what’s true
They plan, he lies
They do, he gloats
Having to improvise
In hypocrisy he promotes
With unrivaled precision
He spins another story
Rationalizing his decision
To cover himself in glory
On prime time TV
Taking the full credit
For his unilateral spree
To his liberal discredit
His spins are amazing
A product of lies
With such BS flowing
Hypocritical disguise
Obama now sits
In red, white, and blue
No one could imagine
Such a patriotic view
Beneath the liberal moon as the lies fly
and spiral upward to rationalize their hate
they praise the One for causing one to die
The liberals hated Bush their usual facade
because the terrorists met their fate
with the Cheney assassination squad
Of course, they all will try to deny
Bush’s part in this killing success
beneath the liberal moon as the lies fly
The liberal reality of truth quickly recedes
as gloats fly high, the liberals now profess
twas the Chosen One alone did the deeds
Burning up as their hypocrisies soar
praying for the polls to turn around
as they think they have won the war
Beneath the liberal moon as the lies fly
dragging hate desperately above the ground
while in Afghanistan al Qaeda refuses to comply
In the make-believe world of liberal space
reality played backward so liberals claim
no matter what truth is placed in their face
Yes, Osama has met his ultimate fate
good cheer is spread throughout with no shame
why, oh why, must they always lie and hate
As shadows changed into darkness in Madison
Truth and honor weeps for liberty’s seat
The angry liberal cowards chant death therein
As democracy is rocked by this ignorant feat
Thin veil of criminals, the easiest kind to make
Clings tightly to their greed with a liberal shape
Truth and honor pressed them - civility to take
As their hate poured across the winter’s landscape
A gaze into their hate-filled eyes showed intensity
Way beyond the pale of humanities lowest fate
For there in front of all America stood the propensity
To force the evil of liberalism to each and every state
Upon these wretched, useless human forms of trash
The wrath of the voters will prevail before a total crash
All indications they’ve jumped the shark and gone
Listen to their cheers of wrath of witless dumb
While looking into their twisted souls of the evil spawn
Look, listen then run quickly from their filthy tomb
No honest man, American, could watch and see
The total destruction that is seen all around
Standing as an American and one who is free
Could not believe in such a philosophy unsound
The liberals run and shout hatred again and again
They cannot quench the mighty thirst of their insanity
Corruption speaks a language of its own for the loony bin
With haste they turn toward those with whom they disagree
Against the flow of history they try to hurry up the pace
With haste turned back to face the people’s eyes
Senses long gone they displayed their full disgrace
Tis nothing but the foolish crowd and their liberal lies
Their eyes looked up at truth and were blinded by its light
But they all stood fast in angry defiance of democracy
Their leaders fled at night, fearful of the coming fight
For in the peoples hands were the tools of liberty
While liberals in other states sent thugs to join the cause
Together they stood and yelled “Death to the people of the state”
Demanding all their entitlements given to them without pause
By the very corrupt criminals who now stood to meet their fate
Corruption always brings out the worst, the cockroaches of the left
And sure enough, the Chosen One made statements from his lair
“The unions are God’s gift to man, dare not disrupt their continued theft”
“Come on, come on, you know civility should be the fare”
A bunch of cockroaches appeared and crawled into the foray
The game was one and the table set for those who would dare
Contradict the decrees of hate from the One and his liberal way
For what is democracy if the liberal left really does not care
As liberals scatter left and right as most cockroaches do
They justify the hate they speak trying just to stand upright
But the burden of their corruption breaks them down anew
By crawling along on all fours their own they try to excite
From dampened floors where torrid lies did spawn
They creep and crawl along the corners in the night
“We cannot let the truth touch us before the dawn
For rays of truth will surely make us look not right”
In a sudden flash of hateful thought, they knew
The end of democracy would have to start
A violation of human rights, a first step in their view
Stomp and slam on those who try to stand apart
Ask not for truth but slander everything that’s true
Though brilliance has never been their strongest trait
To which history will take a negative view
Their ugly hate will define their historical fate
His life, a nightmare of delusions
Echoing a dhimmi full of liberal dreams
Strung together by his own confusions
Wistfully hoping the success of his schemes
Hate so ugly and daunting
Wrapped tight in his cocoon of serenity
The truth in eloquence forever taunting
Destroying a world he thinks is reality
Everyday, a nightmare of false conclusions
Foolishness beyond the pale of infinite gray
Believing again in his nightmare of delusions
Thinking only words of hate he wants to say
Rejection by the voters in November
Burned anguished teardrops into his face
Stinging as he tries hard to remember
Wondering what insanity his reality will replace
He prays the transformation will be depleted
Embracing all the lies of a nightmare dream
A rendezvous with insanity soon completed
Filling his soul with hate like a roaring stream
Will he awaken from his liberal tribulations
To see the lies and evil he alone has spread?
Maybe in the future liberal generations
The seed of infertility will be in every liberal bed
His liberal life, a nightmare of delusions
Created in arrogant hate of liberal strife
Embellished with the anvil of false conclusions
Insanity becomes the masterpiece of his life
Civility in discourse starting tomorrow
They listen not to what reality will say
Leaving them in dread and full of sorrow
Hoping in hate they won’t have to pay
Ranting openly as reality passes them by
While suffering no opposition to what is heard
Gathering and dispersing what is always a lie
Until the truth of reality is once again stirred
Their minds are lost in unexplained events
Daring never to question their own reality
As murdered innocents existed as sacraments
The final journey is paved with criminality
The land they grew up in has been rejected
Progressively they just want it to be perfected
Perfection only for those who do not oppose
Lies, greed, and hate-filled liberal prose
