He washed his hands until they bled
And then a little more
He bolted every window
And he locked every door
Through the cracks he peered out at his neighbors
And said “oh for heaven’s sake!
Those bat-eating chinks
We outta burn them at the stake”
Like that no-good ****** Yang
They’re infecting our country
UBI’s for lazy *****!”
Though he could really use the money…
Cause he’s been out of work for days
And has not received a raise
For the last 10 years
Amid corporate fears
of the left’s socialist craze
Yet he still angrily paces
Says “I don't mean to be racist
But they’ve gotta go - all of ‘em!”
As his face turns pale and fever runs
Poor sick thing, he doesn't know
That the hate is just for show
A trick, a guise, a twisted rouse
To turn me against you
Amidst our misguided attacks
They extort and contort the facts -
Our communities decay
We rot and waste away
You think it’d gone undetected?
We were always infected