Dear Friends,
With every word the elite do drool,
They show that law is but a tool,
We’re just phlegm,
And to the elite hypocrisy is cool.
The democrats are in a fog,
Petting Cletus their loyal dog,
Better take care,
Now they’re ruled by Boss Hogg.
Bureaucracy by its nature is corrupt,
Working in the dark and being abrupt,
A functionary’s blessing,
But it ends when the nation goes bankrupt.
There once was a bureaucrat Joe,
A corruptocrat he was in the know,
Some perjury here,
Until attorney fees made his wallet glow.
There once was a judge with brilliance and gallantry,
So smart he thought he should run the whole country,
Despotism’s stench,
And like a manager at a Kmart he has unlimited authority.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
