Dear Friends,
Central planning is the siren song of an arrogant elite,
In a cubicle running our lives on an ergonomic seat,
The caring go getter,
The elite know better,
So accept global poverty that has North Korea’s beat.
Hell resounds with Satan’s laughter,
Invading churches yelling to the rafter,
Righteous indignation,
Devilish implication,
Because it’s Christianity they’re really going after.
The entire world is going on a tare,
They’re coming here from everywhere,
The golden dream,
Drinking cream,
Committing crime and going on welfare.
Demagogues the flames are fanning,
Would be despots are always scanning,
Call it what you will,
It is a bitter little pill,
The real problem is central planning.
Poverty want and despotism are the ______,
Of the cruel central planner’s Satanist cult,
Bankrupt the system fast,
Create a legal web ____,
And noticers face slander mockery and _______.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
