Dear Friends,
The left leaves nothing to fate,
No amount of power will sate,
A faction of lies,
Humanity they despise,
And are ruled by the purest hate.
Leftists use slander all of the time,
A narcissists dream another land mine,
And intolerant bunch,
Their foes to punch,
Show them the man they’ll find the crime.
An idea is like a good wine,
Maturing it takes some time,
The yield is sweet,
Validation replete,
And when consumed makes us feel fine.
Of impropriety the elite are in a mire,
Epstein Pizzagate and Diddy are a choir,
They say it’s fringe,
I’m starting to singe,
Because where there’s smoke and heat there’s probably a fire.
There is a faction that detests _______,
Exploiting the law to force a _______,
A tower of ____,
Truth they despise,
And of justice the perverts make a mockery.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
