Dear Friends,
Biden’s pardons are a bell weather,
Showing us who they think is better,
And kiddy porn guys,
Because birds of a feather flock together.
Musk warned that Californian elf,
He would make a fool of himself,
Heart the color of soot,
Shooting his own foot,
Because evil always defeats itself.
The solution is shiny as chrome,
Having had their chance to roam,
Trump’s right again,
So round them up and send them home.
Demons are gleeful and passionate,
When conning kids into a mindset,
Crazy bad medics,
Sculpting a child into an avatar of Baphomet.
A rino named Mitt is amazingly lame,
Appealing to authority lies and fame,
But in their last debate,
Obama and Romney were the exact same.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
