Dear Friends,
Free healthcare for illegals is grand,
Only the heartless wouldn’t join the band,
Unlimited money,
With jars of honey,
And the citizen gets a nail in his hand.
A foolish person will cast shade,
Projecting in ways retrograde,
Give him the mike,
We must think alike,
Or else his self image will rot and fade.
Projecting is a progressive’s trait,
Casting on others their naïve hate,
If only they could ken,
That he was like them,
Then blackmail would seal his fate.
Old Bernie is down for the struggle,
Fighting prosperity with rhetoric and juggle,
A man of the age,
Not this one I’d gauge,
And if he succeeds it’ll be food we’ll smuggle.
Central planners offer it for free,
Making such fools of you and __,
Blackmail’s a tool,
To help them ____,
Pushed by hypocrites with joy and ____.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
