Our Trans-Atlantic cousins in the States,
It's true have many partisan debates;
But it starts to get surreal
When their overwhelming zeal
Leads from foolish fears to horrifying hates.
'Cause A quarter of Republicans believe - ah -
That their President's in fact the Great Deceiver.
They've abandoned being nice
Calling him the Anti-Christ,
Showing less brains than a labrador retriever.
All he wanted was to share the nation's wealth,
By providing poorer people better health.
Perhaps Jesus disapproves
Of such philanthropic moves
And would rather heal them one by one himself!
Wednesday, 31 March 2010
Mission Statement
1. To do what I originally intended to do with my previous blog, and comment on news/politics.
2. To make this more interesting and unique (hopefully!) by blogging in verse.
3. To combine thus two of my passions; poesy and politics.
4. To sharpen thus my mental faculties in those two areas too.
2. To make this more interesting and unique (hopefully!) by blogging in verse.
3. To combine thus two of my passions; poesy and politics.
4. To sharpen thus my mental faculties in those two areas too.
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