30 April 2013
When W builds his library,
I have a plan,
an old-fashioned 3-holer,
an outhouse set in quicksand.
A throne for Bush,one for Cheney,
one hole left for friend or dignitary.
Could be Powell,Bolton or...
02 December 2009
Yo, wake up texters, listen in,
Uncle Sam's after more boogeymen;
Dubya left Barack in a terrible jam
Way over in Afghanistan.
So put down your iPhone and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun....
28 November 2009
I voted for Obama/ I voted against McCain/
Yet somehow I voted Republican/ So will someone please explain/
How "Yes We Can..." Went on to Be/ "...Wage the war indefinitely"/
How all us peaceniks working phones/ Led to...
14 October 2009
My tears are gasoline,
My snot explosive
I piss sulphuric acid
and dump brown bombs of hatred

  Oh, God, yes, I hate
the murderers of my People
of my Family
of my Ancestors
of...
12 August 2007
When W builds his library,
I have a plan,
an old-fashioned 3-holer,
an outhouse set in quicksand.
A throne for Bush,one for Cheney,
one hole left for friend or dignitary.
Could be Powell,Bolton or...
02 June 2007
beneath the olive branch,
on the entrance of his
lone star ranch...
she stands.
Her face coverd by tears,
Tears for lost blood which now
covers his hands,
and pants.
All the while the olive...

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