Dear Friends,
The politically favored can cast a brick,
When law is applied in a way biopic,
Truth is at play,
Believe what we say,
What’s intolerable though is a populist who uses rhetoric.
A great nation run by worthless pedophile bums,
People who act and speak the acme of dumb,
The elite few,
Evil too,
The fact is we’re ruled by despotic pervert scum.
I hear a lot of presumption,
Abut kids and their function,
Programming works,
On all us jerks,
That’s why our world is in such a dysfunction.
Too late too late the tide won’t abate,
Now it’s in the fickle hands of fate,
They’re here today,
They’re here to stay,
And our end’s coming because they won’t go away.
The FBI’s utterly corrupt you see,
Parasitic pestilence like a flea,
Thinking they’ve won,
Down in Arlington,
Because they’re the acme of corruptocracy.
The globalist EU fascists aren’t going away,
In Netherlands democracy may have won the day,
Corporatocracy fights,
We have no rights,
So EU democracy will need to be brought to bay.
Don’t ever believe your lying eyes,
They tell you things that we despise,
Your going broke,
Can’t buy a coke,
Because our policies make your wealth vaporize.
The British elite have it well in hand,
It’s the people who we need to slam,
Girls to rape,
Illegals red tape,
And the elite won’t rest until all of England is Rotherham.
Around the truth we can dance,
Logic to twist writhe and prance,
Genocide long,
Armenians gone,
And you may be next they ethnically cleanse.
There once was a government crooked as a spring,
A corrupt rotten and monstrous thing,
Traitors in charge,
Living so large,
And the venomous elites think they’re smart as a scorpion sting.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
