Dear Friends,
There once was a man with an idea,
Seeking to infect us like gonorrhea,
Cut from the cloth,
Of the demon Lloth,
So I say deport him to North Korea.
On 911 Islam declared war on America,
Our leaders with the wisdom of Seneca,
Imported and put them on the dole,
Put Islamists in a responsible role,
While calling us victims a racist anathema.
Today’s socialist is a fiend in a hood of cloth,
Captured by an idea like a flame to a moth,
Claiming to be restorers,
You will see such horrors,
When they eventually take the mask off.
You can see the demonic in their twisted faces,
Protesting everything good and even the graces,
Our pity not our alliance,
Striving with true defiance,
We wrest with spiritual wickedness in high places.
The generals of darkness have charisma,
Slandering the good as a hateful ______,
Offering heaven’s bell,
But deliver us to ____,
Because their souls are swimming in _____.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
