Sarah The Barracuda

Oh, liberal your lying lips
Are tensed to spread your ugly scripts

Against Ms. Sarah on this her day
Bright accolades will fade away
To lies of hate in liberal display
Along their ceaseless evil way
The liberals talk words of decay
We’re in a recession so they say
Against the economics of the day
We all must sit around and pray
For all to forgive our American way
Sarah can’t help McCain today
So go on home and to us obey

A barracuda quickly strips
The lies apart as she easily rips
Anyone who in Obama worships

Tomorrow Morn By Light

I sit and watch the liberals play
With hate-filled fantasies of yesterday
Fade into the reality of today
Their world just crashed into decay

Their days are filled with things not true
Building their hate for Sarah so new
They’re searching for lies to pursue
To slam her life on her debut

By sunrise tomorrow morn by light
Their hate-filled lies will be in sight
They’ll call her a redneck not so bright
A mother abandoning her children’s plight

The facts of her greatness they’ll deny
And continue their whine and tearful cry
She’s only a token, an ugly political lie
They’ll scream and yell in their reply

But life goes on as I sit and smile
At the liberals’ hate and bitter vile
There nothing as funny or more worthwhile
As watching the liberals act infantile

Exploding Heads

So in the end John picked Sarah.
The Moonbats heads explode.
Hillary’s face drips with mascara,
As it crashes into the glass commode.

A token! A token! They in unison shout.
A female token, a Republican fake.
Never mind what Obama’s about,
Just shout the lines for heaven’s sake!

She’s not experienced enough to be
The Commander in Chief or the President.
An interesting comment we must agree,
From those who buy Obama’s ascent. 

Alzheimers Or Gullibility

In the sea of gullibility
The none teleprompter rolls
A device filled with culpability
For a podunker’s lying woes

Alzheimers enters his mind
He floats in another dimension
His lies have simply left him behind
While trying to reach a new horizon

His mind and body have left reality
No longer concerned with what is true
As his mind toys with abnormality
What can I say, what can I do?

His mind roams up in the sky
As he embraces spiritual gullibility
Buying into the Obama lie
Alzheimers rules with ruthless inflexibility

As his journey comes to an end
His body, mind and soul have become
Trash to be placed in the rubbish bin
As he faces who in November won

The Solitary Void

The Little Dhimmi inhabits an ugly, sinister, solitary void
One where hate is adopted and logic destroyed
He is wrong! As wrong as Obama is the new messiah
He represents what it means to be a hate-filled Jeremiah
I laugh at his ignorance as he stands and stares at the sun
For in his hate and his lies his whole life comes undone
Yet I feel for Little Dhimmi as he sits in the rain
Praying that the liberal socialist utopia will remain
He has lived the lie of liberalism most of his life
I have seen it from a distance as it causes him strife
I often wonder to myself when he’ll see this dumb schlock
A soul tormented as reality passes him by like an aging clock
The reason I write this is simple and true
Little Dhimmi’s my brother so what can I do
The truth is important for all who would seek
But a brother is special so why is he so weak
I’ll stand by my brother knowing he’s not in the light
Loyalty is hoping that tomorrow he’ll wake from his night

The Convention Lament

The convention is over, the libs have gone away
Now you sit in front of your TV wondering in dismay
Why is Obama behind with all this money spent?
Your convention was a joke so go ahead and lament

I don’t know what you expected to find
Must be the liberal part of your feeble mind
Obama’s a joke, a socialist who never had a prayer
Just watch from your living room, in your favorite chair

Come November I’m sure, your eyes will grow wide
The first thing you’ll realize is there’s no place to hide
You and your liberal Democrats have just been had
By a socialist American hater someone really bad

From the depths of his hatred he touched your heart string
Repeating the lies you believed and were eager to sing
A smile on his face, soothing sounds from his face
And you thought he was Jesus from a different race

What happened to your liberal wonderland
The liberal utopia or something more grand
It was a joke not a dream that you followed him for
He was a product of Chicago, a political whore

The liberal’s an idiot, a child full of crap
Easily conned by such a Chicago sap
No gold can be paid to change this fate
Alas, for you, it will be lost on your hate

Dearly Ignorant

So ignorant and yet so dear
On your thoughts that’s how I feel
A liberal has no moral fear
He’s neither helpful nor sincere

I write this poem today
Addressing emotion and my care
About the lies you send my way
I simply don’t know what to say

Frustrations overwhelm me
As I ponder the words to this poem
Am I wrong or can’t you see
Barack Obama, who is he?

A stranger not too long ago
A smoother talker that’s for sure
But you’re voting for one you don’t know
Is he real or is he just for show?

The ads that McCain has shown
Are they lies or are they truth?
You are voting for the unknown
This really makes me stop and groan

What’s more important in your heart
A true hero who has walked to talk
Or an America constantly pulled apart
By lies and crap you liberals do impart?

As I sit and write this brilliant verse
I remember all the lies you’ve sent
As if you need the lies to reverse
The love you’ve shown for things perverse

Again I ask this question true
Why lie about the things you disagree
Hate by itself is but a witch’s brew
Of lies you’ve decided to pursue

Obama will lose his quest for sure
He lies and says the things you like
But I worry about how you will endure
As the White House McCain does secure