Dear Friends,
To understand our elites is pure futility,
The only thing we can rely on is their cupidity,
Unwise and dumb,
Like a pounded thumb,
Because the World is run by the acme of stupidity.
The right thing is easy to know,
Which way does the wind blow,
Demagogue the fascists,
All whites are racists,
We’re bad because our leaders told us so.
The war is on western civilization and the hoi polloi,
Treating mass migration as if it were a toy,
Though people suffer,
The elite want another,
And the elite’s affection for Muslims is merely a ploy.
There once was a group so hated,
Genocide against them was celebrated,
The first didn’t take,
But evil won’t slake,
So the war on civilization goes on unabated.
Nixon his presidency he had to kiss,
Going into a retirement that wasn’t bliss,
Marxist didn’t forget,
Eventually they’d get,
Nixon in a noose for prosecuting Alger Hiss.
They sold you down the road I’ve observed,
Ruining a culture that was their duty to preserve,
Importing an army abiding,
Then running and hiding,
So their wards can get the desserts they don’t deserve.
The reason for war is power attracts scum like a magnet does steel,
And psychopaths exploit it so we murder each other calling it genteel,
Regular people only want to live long,
In peace raise a family and get along,
Until we turn off the magnet we’ll lurch from war to war as history reveals.
British replacement is going along as expected,
The culture people and nation has been be rejected,
The elite have spoken,
The law is broken,
And the elites will be shocked when the replacements replace the selected.
Come back come back, we’re about to attack,
The world is ours for us to sack,
We stabbed you before,
But not anymore,
At least not until we’ve peppered you with flack.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
