Dear Friends,
It seems to me…
There once was a girl named Nancy, She liked to doll up real fancy, Her face a mess, the same with her dress, And in her liquor riddled head is a vacancy.
There once was a man so droll, Nadler that petty little troll, He lied at the trial, with lies so vile, It’s cool though, he’s on Soros’ payroll.
What can you say about the usurper, Uncle Joe the idiot surfer, Without a moment to think, he sells us out with a wink, Though he seldom remembers a thing.
A faction that relies on the poor and downtrod, And pushes us like a ramrod, Will make them at will, to have plenty still, Then hunt the efficient like Nimrod.
There once was a woman who cackled, Her enemies she demanded in shackles, Kamala the lawyer, with the mercy of a sawyer, And as competent as a fisherman lacking tackle.
I heard once of a great conniver, Schumer the legal Mcgiver, He slithered around law, like a snake in a draw, And twistes logic like a screwdriver.
A nation ruled by one faction, Only one idea in refraction, It will crash and burn, but never will it learn, That without debate society will malfunction.
An oligarchy of the arrogant, You know, the one percent, The lives of the people will suck snot, the eternal reward of the rulers quite hot, And we call them munificent.
What is the difference between that which rides in a progressive’s limo… and on the bottom of your shoe? You scrape it off your shoe.
Ridicule is the only weapon of the disenfranchised, politically disfavored and where justice and law are legally divorced.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
