In Maga heaven
There is no scripture here,
only rubber-stamped, pre-approved lobbyists
with tanning bed fangs
******* on a choir of flesh-hungry frat boy ****** interns
chanting “U! S! A!”
with each pharma ****** your medical bills explode..
Matt Gaetz Botox eyebrows
his floating hideous cartoon villain face,
3-D printed and impaled perma- smile
as ubiquitous as underage prostitutes on Epstein's island,
now with more ICE-sanctioned “kids in cages.”
In the smoke-choked outer gates,
a pearly mezzanine,
Rush Limbaugh gurgling and affixed like a scuzzy dump
dabbing his crusty *** hanky,
sweating, teetering, a corpulent blob,
leaking Snapple like a stuck pig.
He chortles on an endless A.M. talk radio loop,
his triple chins wobbling like pork rinds in a fat fryer.
4-dollar cigar, 10 inches of colonial sadism,
like his abandoned family burns
wet and slow.
Smoke curls upward,
thick as ***** generational trauma and just as sweet.
It drapes the room like a gay funeral veil
made of Newt’s christo-fascist scam money
and powdered supplement bile.
"Family values " he insist . preaching,
while serving his dying cancer wife their divorce paper in her hospital bed.
**** Cheney prays to Karl Rove, born on Christmas day,
both as ****** as the driven snow.
skin waxed like Lenin, but on hydraulic exoskeletons.
They fumble trying to hoist their cross-shaped catheters
to spoon-feed one another,
whimpering ineffectually
and muttering into a minority fetus-shaped walkie-talkie
about more planes , more planes needed in buildings
over Guantanamo freedom.
Sad excuse for moldered ******
litter the streets like the intended death of tax payer missiles , the gods of fear mongering with their half melted war gavels
juddering with every heartbeat stolen from Halliburton pensioners.
Each prayer reminds the weak
"abort THIS, *****
sunday school molestations taught
through bedazzled maga megaphone
mounted where a human heart
is supposed to be.
Mitch McConnell just another waddle flappin on the old turkey farm , in divine chin contempt and righteous ecstasy from
cancelling the last of the schools free breakfast and lunch programs he smiles from ear to ear. His chins begin shaking.
He falls
on schedule
and is resurrected even more lobotomized each time. (somehow)
Beneath the bankrupt, cracked Trump Casino marble, the house is still winning 8 out of 10 times .
but he can't make a profit.
The gold rolls its way, to
a small, out-of-the-way obscure footnote of a Ronnie rotunda:
“the Corpo Tax cut Apotheosis of " Star Wars " Dreams.”
Dan Quayle moans through a diamond-encrusted **** grill,
his libido injected with Reagan Era tax cuts
and oil futures coated in powdered Whitehouse Adderall
from summer camp spelling BEE , 1987.
His ******* tattooed with 'Tipper Gore,' twitch Morse code
for “trickle-down,
tickle down,
trickle down.”
Each of Bush's Voodoo economic spasms sends a ripple through the latex Fallwell hymnals
glued to his shriveled, underdeveloped thighs.
Oh, but make way ye assured fools!
For thou has no say over your body, Trans or Female,
as
Clarence Thomas
drives his big-block bribery Winnebago
like he's riding a tricycle the size of the Lincoln Memorial.
His scabby, ashen elbows jut out
wobbly battering rams.
Forgotten... used and discarded like Eric
Jared Kushner ,
stole uncle Clarence's custom
Golden Supreme Court Rascal scooter,
denting time and space with every vow
and slow ritual bow.
Clarence drools thick black sludge over his Anita Hill poster,
legal ink congealed into constitutional back alley abortion cancer.
His gums gnash "textualisms"
god **** ... "textualisms "
( that's a word... right?)
Johnny Cochran level "textualisms" !
his hymn, a mantra
turned lullaby,
Corpses of past rulings slough off behind him
like the bribery-bloated garbage snake he is.
Kristi Noem breaks the black reverie with a yelping ******
on all fours... again
beneath a dripping
taxidermied buffalo chandelier,
a pulsating greasy **** plug protruding with
corporate logos blinking in
synchronized gun-show glory.
Fur
bloodied, mangled—coyote,
dog,
child? No one asks
as she is paraded past Sandyhook again.
The plug buzzes the Pledge of Allegiance
in MAGA Morse
with a URL for granny donations pls.
Her eyes say thank you to Truth Social.
Rights vanish like the separation of church and state
in this bloated degenerate unqualified puppet show.
Mega churches handing out loaded AR-10s.
Daily the fresh piles of
dead kids
with NRA stickers on their lunch boxes
blocking the busses only lanes in front of their boarded up schools while the new Mega arena plays bikini ****** on the ultra Jumbotron in between penalty flags while brain dead 3 channel havin trailer park daddy gets drunk again, and cries about the liberals turnin all the frogs gay !
Taco Manatees cavort
in orange Cheeto dust
bedazzled glue guns threats.
Stormy Daniels *** dolls hang from scaffolds
meant for Mike Pence,
and everyone wipes their *** on stolen nuclear secrets.
The bolt clicks forward
in to place.
The Leopold
calibrated....
The sound bites lacquered and pre- prepared
Amen, Karen. Amen…
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 2:11 AM UTC
In Maga heaven
There is no scripture here,
only rubber-stamped, pre-approved lobbyists
with tanning bed fangs
******* on a choir of flesh-hungry frat boy ****** interns
chanting “U! S! A!”
with each pharma ****** your medical bills explode..
Matt Gaetz Botox eyebrows
his floating hideous cartoon villain face,
3-D printed and impaled perma- smile
as ubiquitous as underage prostitutes on Epstein's island,
now with more ICE-sanctioned “kids in cages.”
In the smoke-choked outer gates,
a pearly mezzanine,
Rush Limbaugh gurgling and affixed like a scuzzy dump
dabbing his crusty *** hanky,
sweating, teetering, a corpulent blob,
leaking Snapple like a stuck pig.
He chortles on an endless A.M. talk radio loop,
his triple chins wobbling like pork rinds in a fat fryer.
4-dollar cigar, 10 inches of colonial sadism,
like his abandoned family burns
wet and slow.
Smoke curls upward,
thick as ***** generational trauma and just as sweet.
It drapes the room like a gay funeral veil
made of Newt’s christo-fascist scam money
and powdered supplement bile.
"Family values " he insist . preaching,
while serving his dying cancer wife their divorce paper in her hospital bed.
**** Cheney prays to Karl Rove, born on Christmas day,
both as ****** as the driven snow.
skin waxed like Lenin, but on hydraulic exoskeletons.
They fumble trying to hoist their cross-shaped catheters
to spoon-feed one another,
whimpering ineffectually
and muttering into a minority fetus-shaped walkie-talkie
about more planes , more planes needed in buildings
over Guantanamo freedom.
Sad excuse for moldered ******
litter the streets like the intended death of tax payer missiles , the gods of fear mongering with their half melted war gavels
juddering with every heartbeat stolen from Halliburton pensioners.
Each prayer reminds the weak
"abort THIS, *****
sunday school molestations taught
through bedazzled maga megaphone
mounted where a human heart
is supposed to be.
Mitch McConnell just another waddle flappin on the old turkey farm , in divine chin contempt and righteous ecstasy from
cancelling the last of the schools free breakfast and lunch programs he smiles from ear to ear. His chins begin shaking.
He falls
on schedule
and is resurrected even more lobotomized each time. (somehow)
Beneath the bankrupt, cracked Trump Casino marble, the house is still winning 8 out of 10 times .
but he can't make a profit.
The gold rolls its way, to
a small, out-of-the-way obscure footnote of a Ronnie rotunda:
“the Corpo Tax cut Apotheosis of " Star Wars " Dreams.”
Dan Quayle moans through a diamond-encrusted **** grill,
his libido injected with Reagan Era tax cuts
and oil futures coated in powdered Whitehouse Adderall
from summer camp spelling BEE , 1987.
His ******* tattooed with 'Tipper Gore,' twitch Morse code
for “trickle-down,
tickle down,
trickle down.”
Each of Bush's Voodoo economic spasms sends a ripple through the latex Fallwell hymnals
glued to his shriveled, underdeveloped thighs.
Oh, but make way ye assured fools!
For thou has no say over your body, Trans or Female,
as
Clarence Thomas
drives his big-block bribery Winnebago
like he's riding a tricycle the size of the Lincoln Memorial.
His scabby, ashen elbows jut out
wobbly battering rams.
Forgotten... used and discarded like Eric
Jared Kushner ,
stole uncle Clarence's custom
Golden Supreme Court Rascal scooter,
denting time and space with every vow
and slow ritual bow.
Clarence drools thick black sludge over his Anita Hill poster,
legal ink congealed into constitutional back alley abortion cancer.
His gums gnash "textualisms"
god **** ... "textualisms "
( that's a word... right?)
Johnny Cochran level "textualisms" !
his hymn, a mantra
turned lullaby,
Corpses of past rulings slough off behind him
like the bribery-bloated garbage snake he is.
Kristi Noem breaks the black reverie with a yelping ******
on all fours... again
beneath a dripping
taxidermied buffalo chandelier,
a pulsating greasy **** plug protruding with
corporate logos blinking in
synchronized gun-show glory.
Fur
bloodied, mangled—coyote,
dog,
child? No one asks
as she is paraded past Sandyhook again.
The plug buzzes the Pledge of Allegiance
in MAGA Morse
with a URL for granny donations pls.
Her eyes say thank you to Truth Social.
Rights vanish like the separation of church and state
in this bloated degenerate unqualified puppet show.
Mega churches handing out loaded AR-10s.
Daily the fresh piles of
dead kids
with NRA stickers on their lunch boxes
blocking the busses only lanes in front of their boarded up schools while the new Mega arena plays bikini ****** on the ultra Jumbotron in between penalty flags while brain dead 3 channel havin trailer park daddy gets drunk again, and cries about the liberals turnin all the frogs gay !
Taco Manatees cavort
in orange Cheeto dust
bedazzled glue guns threats.
Stormy Daniels *** dolls hang from scaffolds
meant for Mike Pence,
and everyone wipes their *** on stolen nuclear secrets.
The bolt clicks forward
in to place.
The Leopold
calibrated....
The sound bites lacquered and pre- prepared
Amen, Karen. Amen…
