A Danger To Pirates

A midget brain is your lord
He bailed out Chevy but not Ford
His lips sync with the words he reads
From a teleprompter that’s all he needs

The pirates came and got a guy
All Barry could do was shake and cry
The MAN in charge did what he could
He shot those pirates really good

Now Barry’s boys are spinning facts
Twas their Chimp that ordered the acts
But only idiots and podunkers believe
Their Chimp is the one who did achieve

Oh, Barry Chimp makes them all shake
In his brilliance make no mistake
He’ll protect us all from the evil ones
That’s why they’re trying to get our guns

Truth In Piracy

One liberal dhimmi
One too many
Too many lies
Can’t disguise
Hatred on display
The liberal way

Pirates attack
Can’t react
Tries to convince
He didn’t wince
Captain said kill
Special Forces deal

White House claims
He doesn’t play games
Truth be told
He wasn’t very bold
Cried like a chimp
Proving he’s a whimp

Somewhere Between

Somewhere between space and time
The messiah is living on your dime
Stepping across to this warped place
A sense of despair soon you’ll embrace

Somewhere between you and me
The truth disappears and ceases to be
Embracing the messiah out of hate and fear
You pray your liberals can persevere

Somewhere between this email and yours
A word of wisdom passes then blurs
Embraced by hate and ignorance
Stone cold silence brings deliverance

Somewhere between vomit and puke
Your brain transcends a normal rebuke
Strapped to a bomb called a lemming fool
A weakened soul from the liberal school

Somewhere between time and space
The truth jumps up and strikes your face
Endeavoring to defeat that which is true
You follow blindly what he tells you to do

A World Throne

Gone from the land is common value
Ruled now by the spring wind
Twisted loud, seeking not what’s true
Unable the reasons to defend

The stench of corruption lingers still
As the messiah’s thugs slither in the night
Awaking the bacteria that makes us all ill
Claiming the assets of those shivering in fright

As The One sets out to claim his world throne
Eagerly he’ll solve all the world’s wrongs
Or so he dreams in hopes to atone
For the evil we did by spreading our songs

The Enabler Of The Blight

Beneath the economic crash an idea beckoned
Obama is the cause and enabler of the blight
Within a stench of flowing fright
Moving toward the end each and every second


Flashed by his socialist thoughts that reckoned
An ability to lie at will and without a second sight
Lost forever the will to resist in the creeping night
The soul is consumed even as the heart is quickened


Hate and corruption will to the liberal persevere
And the messiah’s message to them will endear
As we look with fatal senses at our recent past
And the good we have done throughout those years
Now engulfed in sorrow and our faces with flowing tears
Filled with fear, we look upon a future sorely dashed

The American Sheep

A liberal sat upon a hill,
Proud to have voted for a dream;
Spoke words of hate, an awful sound,
Upon that knoll, a loud dumb shill;
As in a trance, the socialist scheme,
Moved forward quickly so profound.

While in the world his messiah seen;
As hope and change that’s just begun;
By those who hate the righteous man;
Would all love this man between;
His acts of dumb and reality outdone,
Weep not for these bums of hate again.

Then liberal saw, and liberal heard,
The message sent high up in the air;
By their beloved One with truth suspended;
Against the upcoming events absurd,
To destroy the people residing there,
Where liberals deny we are offended.

The great messiah saw and rightly knew
The American sheep were easy prey,
For he did use his words that quickly flow;
So easily from his mouth not true,
For in his own criminal liberal way,
He thought he could socialism grow. 

Like cold stone rocks the people seemed
And stirred not from their easy place;
While liberals played the game so fast,
Bright weary eyes, as they dreamed
Of hope and change in this man’s face.
Their comfort grew, the minutes passed.

The nation came to the trough to drink;
The comfort brew for everyone
From liberal thought the shadows came,
And past the time for them to think,
As their comfort would soon be undone.
The messiah was the one to blame.

For liberals will play as liberals do,
Against those who share not their dream;
Forced on a land now full of sheep;
And do not think what might ensue.
When evil comes with a socialist theme
To Americans who live in comfort sleep.

Just On a Whim

His name was Bill. Her name was Jane.
Both were liberals, exactly the same.
They worked each day in jobs so great;
Greedy were theirs, a liberal trait.

Jane became pregnant, heavy with child.
Bill was not happy and she was not wild.
So they sliced and diced the baby out;
Convenience motivated, no doubt.

George and Kay lived down the street.
They were liberals, so lovely and sweet.
They, too, had jobs they both adored;
Working hard for things to afford.

Kay became pregnant, heavy with child.
George was ecstatic and Kay went wild.
They built a new bedroom all painted light blue.
Their new daughter’s name would be Esther Sue.

So here you have it you scum sucking dhim,
A baby’s humanity does not depend on a whim.
The baby’s a real person just like you or me.
Well, maybe like me, questioning your humanity.