Dear Friends,
There was a senator from Mass,
For her many lies she got a pass,
Who cares about karma,
She shilled big pharma,
And made of herself an ass.
Money printing will cut us down to size,
Slow at first then fast when they realize,
Modern monetary theory,
The elite are never leery,
And so our elites have won the stupid prize.
You vote when you make your mark,
Better not demonstrate in the park,
The winner to note,
Who counts the vote,
When counting is done in the dark.
If civil war does break out,
Brits will lose without a doubt,
A disarmed rabble,
Against an AK 47’s rattle,
It won’t be much of a shootout.
A corruptocrat is a sight to ______,
So stupid with a heart that’s _______,
Silencing the _____,
It’s time to _____,
Because a gun makes a psychopath _______.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
