He’ll ride his steed in the wind each night;
The words of the prophet will come in floods;
Hussein’s on the verge, so calm and bright;
As we hear evil singing in the distant woods;
His sweet voice sings as the terrorist broods;
Soon the infidels will feel their wrath;
As Hussein speaks of impossible math.
All things spell peace he writes in books;
And the crowds rejoice in the morning’s change;
His friends delight as common crooks;
As we honest people feel really strange
Looking as though the end is in range.
Hussein just smiles like a glittering sun,
Riding high with his steed on the run.
The morning mist brings a change indeed;
As the terrorists come with hate-filled eyes;
They cut and slash with bloody greed;
A little girl cries as her mother runs, dies.
They all now know it was a bunch of lies.
Hussein just smiles like a glittering sun,
As his minions rape and kill for fun.
His name is Hussein and for good reason;
To become the first caliph of the caliphate;
Choosing him would be an act of treason;
He’s riding high but it is not too late;
To put a stop to this dream of hate.
The hate’s not mine but from Hussein,
Down deep he knows I’m not insane.
Friday, March 21, 2008
The World Is Filled With Liberals
This world is filled with liberals’
Which means it’s filled with woe;
Us poor mortals can not shun them,
Wherever we may go.
Oftentimes we endeavor
To leave them far behind;
Yet as often in our pathway
Liberals and their woes we find.
We all must remain hopeful
As we are tossed to and fro
And if we are not careful,
They will prove our overthrow.
The lies spread to all of us,
Are so dark they blot the sun
Telling us to vote for Hussein
Whom we should really shun.
We must never tell the lies,
Like the liberals do so lame.
They will vanish in surprise,
With the truth in heaven’s name.
The truth of heaven leads us,
To a life without their game.
Where each one has been deported
And their evil completely thwarted.
Which means it’s filled with woe;
Us poor mortals can not shun them,
Wherever we may go.
Oftentimes we endeavor
To leave them far behind;
Yet as often in our pathway
Liberals and their woes we find.
We all must remain hopeful
As we are tossed to and fro
And if we are not careful,
They will prove our overthrow.
The lies spread to all of us,
Are so dark they blot the sun
Telling us to vote for Hussein
Whom we should really shun.
We must never tell the lies,
Like the liberals do so lame.
They will vanish in surprise,
With the truth in heaven’s name.
The truth of heaven leads us,
To a life without their game.
Where each one has been deported
And their evil completely thwarted.
Senseless Black
The warm glow from the truth has descended never coming back
Your mind now only a senseless black
Your emails arrive full of hate and gall
In their content I can see nothing at all
For there is nothing you can say
To keep the dogs of Satan at bay
All of your words have led you astray
But in the end they will forever stay
My eyes keep a hopeful stare
That one day you can your soul mend and repair
Once having done that the removal of chains
Will instantly be, making you sane
Truth is the therapy you need
Curing your head, making your soul succeed
Your mind now only a senseless black
Your emails arrive full of hate and gall
In their content I can see nothing at all
For there is nothing you can say
To keep the dogs of Satan at bay
All of your words have led you astray
But in the end they will forever stay
My eyes keep a hopeful stare
That one day you can your soul mend and repair
Once having done that the removal of chains
Will instantly be, making you sane
Truth is the therapy you need
Curing your head, making your soul succeed
Obama Smiled
Hussein smiled, he spoke, and you believed,
By every word and smile deceived.
The liberal man can hope no more;
For hope is what he hated before:
But never mind my savior Hussein;
Deceive, deceive me once again!
By every word and smile deceived.
The liberal man can hope no more;
For hope is what he hated before:
But never mind my savior Hussein;
Deceive, deceive me once again!
Obama's Harp of Lies
Hussein’s harp of lies remains strung
He has never ceased to play it;
His lies continue to be sung.
As songs he sings are not legit.
And things he does prove what is given,
By truth both near and far;
How can he expect to be forgiven,
When fawning liberals here act so bizarre?
The waves of liberals kneeling down,
To kiss him on his knee,
Their long tongues out to lick his gown,
As dogs lapping up his pee.
They pour their praise and treasures forth,
Their loving embrace bring,
And all the liberals on the earth,
Take up his song to sing.
These liberals raise their voices high
From every city shrine;
Their hands raised up into the sky,
As they look upon the divine.
The lies flow from his sacred lips
Rise black among the mass
The worship veil upon his scripts
Cover Hussein’s worthless ass.
Of Canada his words leaked out,
The liar’s words renewed,
His fingers crossed without a doubt,
Concerning the email viewed.
We don’t have time to tell the truth
As we walk the crooked path
He shouted to the media uncouth
How dare you ask me such as that.
But words of praise remained so loud,
And covered the sobs of pain.
The great Hussein stepped upon the cloud,
Ascending from this mortal plain
He has never ceased to play it;
His lies continue to be sung.
As songs he sings are not legit.
And things he does prove what is given,
By truth both near and far;
How can he expect to be forgiven,
When fawning liberals here act so bizarre?
The waves of liberals kneeling down,
To kiss him on his knee,
Their long tongues out to lick his gown,
As dogs lapping up his pee.
They pour their praise and treasures forth,
Their loving embrace bring,
And all the liberals on the earth,
Take up his song to sing.
These liberals raise their voices high
From every city shrine;
Their hands raised up into the sky,
As they look upon the divine.
The lies flow from his sacred lips
Rise black among the mass
The worship veil upon his scripts
Cover Hussein’s worthless ass.
Of Canada his words leaked out,
The liar’s words renewed,
His fingers crossed without a doubt,
Concerning the email viewed.
We don’t have time to tell the truth
As we walk the crooked path
He shouted to the media uncouth
How dare you ask me such as that.
But words of praise remained so loud,
And covered the sobs of pain.
The great Hussein stepped upon the cloud,
Ascending from this mortal plain
The Obama Debate
When Hussein came to save us, they put him on TV,
They told us he was great, cursing those who would disagree;
They crowned him as our saviour, praising all that he would do,
Empty words and empty promises were really oh so true.
When Hussein came to see them, the liberals kissed his feet,
They never saw such greatness, in a man who was so sweet.
So they sang and danced, so full of jubilee,
For they had grown so calloused with the likes of Hillary.
If one dared to ask for truth from this savior of us all,
The liberals went unhinged and would start their loud bawl:
“You must be a racist to be so full of hate!
The truth is what he says and there can be no debate.”
They told us he was great, cursing those who would disagree;
They crowned him as our saviour, praising all that he would do,
Empty words and empty promises were really oh so true.
When Hussein came to see them, the liberals kissed his feet,
They never saw such greatness, in a man who was so sweet.
So they sang and danced, so full of jubilee,
For they had grown so calloused with the likes of Hillary.
If one dared to ask for truth from this savior of us all,
The liberals went unhinged and would start their loud bawl:
“You must be a racist to be so full of hate!
The truth is what he says and there can be no debate.”
The Obama Debate
When Hussein came to save us, they put him on TV,
They told us he was great, cursing those who would disagree;
They crowned him as our saviour, praising all that he would do,
Empty words and empty promises were really oh so true.
When Hussein came to see them, the liberals kissed his feet,
They never saw such greatness, in a man who was so sweet.
So they sang and danced, so full of jubilee,
For they had grown so calloused with the likes of Hillary.
If one dared to ask for truth from this savior of us all,
The liberals went unhinged and would start their loud bawl:
“You must be a racist to be so full of hate!
The truth is what he says and there can be no debate.”
They told us he was great, cursing those who would disagree;
They crowned him as our saviour, praising all that he would do,
Empty words and empty promises were really oh so true.
When Hussein came to see them, the liberals kissed his feet,
They never saw such greatness, in a man who was so sweet.
So they sang and danced, so full of jubilee,
For they had grown so calloused with the likes of Hillary.
If one dared to ask for truth from this savior of us all,
The liberals went unhinged and would start their loud bawl:
“You must be a racist to be so full of hate!
The truth is what he says and there can be no debate.”
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