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By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   The righteous words

Of righteous men

Began again

But talk is cheap

When words not deep

Are wrapped to please

And said with ease

The wise decrees

Beset with fleas

Are all in flux

Against his tux

Is pressed red dress

Big breasts (she's blessed)

But he seems bland

That party man

Whose party line

Is not benign

Bemoan

Beware

Your only care

The subway fare

He sits right there

Upon a stump

A chump

A chap

With babies placed

Upon his lap

Who cannot cry

They try

They try

And promises

Are made in haste

With little taste

And no new tax

They're all pro-blacks

With fingers crossed

Behind their backs.





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i love this so much!

pajorpc said...
on Apr. 13 2011 at 11:12 am
Wow, just wow. Its great. Never thought someone could take politics like this and really show it in its true light in a poetic manner.


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