Join Our Troop

Let’s hug us a hate-filled bomber
To protect us from the liars’ somber
A hug of love from our lib’ral souls
To insure we won’t be full of holes

I’ll give you a jacket to wear
A bomb so free of care
We’ll help blow up the USA
Let’s do it, what do you say

I’ll give you a car bomb
Don’t sweat, be calm
Just explode it on a crowded street
A street where all those infidels meet

I’ll give you a savage war
Where infidels live, a place we abhor
In the land of the great satan
Killing anyone American

I’ll give you a hundred great dhimmi years
All I need are some volunteers
A couple of hundred with nerves of steel
Driving around shooting from an automobile

Virgins and pleasure await your success
By doing the killing to excess
Come now and join our troop
Become just another liberal dupe

Portending

The Dhimmi tells such dreadful lies
They make me wretch from my insides
Each one’s unique in its content
Filled with hate and self-contempt

He wears a turkey round his neck
It must be plastic, what the heck
He talks to Duckworth all the time
And also Hackett both in their prime

He counts the items that got so looted
But math for him was not so suited
He finds a cover-up from geometry
But forgot he needs optometry

He bumps his head each time he writes
Seems things are dark without the lights
The truth went missing, lost in space
Since he took up this torrid pace

He plays a game called “Liar’s Bluff”
And he always wins, sure enough
He bought into Dan Rather’s fraud
And still believes ole Dan’s a god

He hates the Bush for standing tall
Figures it’s time for us to fall
He knows the surge is but a line
So now he works to undermine

He talks of the future as if a sage
The good, the bad; his envisage
We all sit round each time he sends
And laugh at all he tries to portend

He’s always wrong and never right
For he’s a liberal and not too bright

Cooing Lies

I read your lib’ral lies each night
Of evil Bush fanned by dhimmi fright;
Of made-up smears, no facts to show,
But endless words we both know
Are lies of hate born inside Satan’s storm.
A place to keep your soul so warm;
With Hillary cooing lies of hate;
Grabbing money, the most corrupt to date.
Her eyes are rapt with evil shine.
She hopes to rule as one divine,
And send the ones who know her well
Back to her home in the depths of hell!

The Final Goal

Lying eyes,
     Long nose;
Ego size,
     Always shows;

              All crooks,
                Lotsa noise;
              Proven schnooks,
                  Truth destroys;

            Bush rages,
                 Off the charts;
            Never engages,
                 Lack hearts;

            Hating troops,
Bring’em back;
            Murtha oops;
What a hack!

            Telling lies
                 All the time;
            Deep sighs,
                 Send more slime.

            Bribes for you,
                Liberal way;
            For a few
                 They all betray;

            Never wrong,
                 Rationalize,
           Same old song,
                 Full of lies.

            New ideas,
                 Never does;
            Don’t quiz,
                 Just because;

            Democracy,
Scorn and slime;
            Hypocrisy,
            Every time;

            Folded hands,
                 Phony prayers,
            Understands
            Not, nor cares;

            Thinks it great,
                 Smiles away;
            To really hate
                Bush each day!

            Blood-soaked whites,
                 Clinic trash;
            Abortion rights?
            Balderdash!

            The final goal,
                 As you see;
            A dhimmi’s role
                It’s not for me!

The Weeds Along Meadows

This discussing with liberals as they squirm in the dark
And talking to podunks who just sit there and bark
Reminds me of those weeds that grow without charm
That live along meadows at the front of a farm.  
         
All winter, they’re so sallow, little seeds near the house
Covered with crap from rabbit and mouse.
They all act so important these weeds so forlorn
As if each were brilliant from the day it was born.

They’ll thrust there leaves out to reach the road
And spread like a disease about to explode.
Liberals are like weeds, both worthless and sallow
Spreading their filth by those who kowtow
To lies and deceit and hearts filled with hate.
The answer is simply to eradicate.

Harsh Words

In your harsh words I trace
The hatred in your soul
The ugly in your face
Stupid beyond control

Your evil written words
So rapt but yet so dim
Seems dumb even for nerds
No wonder things are so grim

The podunk world you live
Commingled with Satan’s rule
Compelling you to give
A mouth of stinking stool

The men you hate so much
Don’t lie to reach their goal
Like those in Satan’s clutch
The truth they do extol

Hussein is one of yours
With Satan on his side
He’s full of lying sores
A product of what he’s denied

You’re both swimming in Satan’s pond
Stagnated by your lies
And the vision of what’s beyond
A vision of total demise
           

B. Hussein

Within the darkness whence he comes
Hiding the truth he daily shuns
He with his lies of evil shame
Partakes the dark oblivion
The lies he spreads, the truth undone
Whose gold, he takes, corrupt for hire
Within the game Hussein’s begun
And in the House of Hate’s Desire
 
Hence comes the lies paid in gold
The loudmouth lib’rals in disgrace
Accept the lies when they are told
Hussein’s for real, they must embrace
A savior now of truth and grace
Let’s buy him robe and diadem
Giving him that White House place
There will be change, it’s not a whim

Hussein’s the man, the one we need
To this we must ourselves concede
For lib’rals love to do their greed
With taxes raised to make us plead
Hussein’s the man, the one we know
With thoughts and words he won’t mislead
There’ll be no war or hateful show
Al Qaeda’s won, prepare to bleed