Dear Friends,
There once was an alliance of might,
Leveled pointed and fired at the right,
An enemy of thine,
Is an enemy of mine,
Later to find that expedient allies bite.
We must treat everyone as a child of God,
But our respect is earned and not bought,
If they’re seeking retribution,
Then reciprocal attribution,
Attending a gunfight unarmed is nothing to laud.
Our elites just want you to know,
They always go with the flow,
Ever flexible,
And detestable,
Wafting as the political winds blow.
Britain was a true empire in every way,
But nowadays it gets poorer every day,
It was awhile ago,
Where did it all go,
Elites taxed and spent the prosperity away.
Birds of a dark feather and all ____,
Clawing down at us like a black ___,
It’s not personal you ___,
It’s profit for the elite,
Until they’ve sucked out all the fat.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
