Rendell for Prez 2012?
This nation's servile, strident, turgid serfs
Shout sick, serpentine shit they learned at Church
Through every speaker stacked atop each screen
They spin strong shag, they sell off every skein
And each illiterate who buys their yarn
Sits praying for good men come to harm.
They shoot at those who trespass their vast yards
Or use slick tricks to slip barbs past their guards
Reminding them that that which they'd ignore
Isn't so insubstantial anymore.
And rapt expressions dominate the face
Of every seeker taken with the Grace
And countenancing every sordid word
Of each insipid jingoist Christian blurb
Commander in Chief straight down to Glenn Beck
They defend that incendiary dreck.
But this one day, we shuddered off our sloth
And drowned you truffle-stuffed pigs in a trough
Ignoring your distorted, awful squeals
Your pawing as you're chopped off at the heels
And all the salty gristle we dry out
We'll sell back to the faithful old Dry South
And make them eat it nightly for a year
While wondering when their Savior might get here.
And all their little children might be taught
That life sucks when you lie and you get caught.
And watch their parents spared not a tall rod
For shrieking so to scare us all to God.
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