Throw ‘em in a hole
Franco;
Mohammedans, Free Masons, and socialists.

Why can't inclusion be?

Look to the future
Franco;
Mohammedans, Free Masons and socialists.

The sum of democratic ideals,
rationalized even in you.


© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Obama wolfed dog from town: dog nose, dog toes, dog boiled, dog
slowly cooked below ground; Obama's a snake, deaf without sound
'cause Christian-sermoned noise, for Mohammedans, is not allowed
I'll tap out brain-waves for the brain-dead, for the trained red, for an instant, a ***** & a Cuban partisan participant when all's been said

Wearing glasses completely out of visions
He is the man not for all seasons

Always surrounded by crooks and pigeons
Chosen for the post with all wrong reasons

Haywire, chaos and panic on all positions
Forever smirking on his thoughtless decisions

10 percent to 100 percent, guilty of social treasons
Harder on Mohammedans but soft on Freemasons

Apparently deaf and dumb, indifferent on honest opinions
Democracy had a glitch but not for future selections

Wearing glasses completely out of visions
He is the man not for all seasons

☪  ☠  ☮  ☪  ☠  ☮  ☪  ☠  ☮  ☪  ☠  ☮

Exporting democracy, whorelets and song
You dwell in the center of endless supply
as customer-king you can never be wrong.
Your choice is the answer—now shut up and BUY.

Gadgets with touchscreens and upgrades to boot –
Distractions and playthings to dazzle the eye;
Your choices are regal, your credit assured;
Your country is closing soon. Shut up and buy.

The Ishmaelite hordes are released from the dam
the sluice-gates are opened, the waters descend.
Our Empire, ignorant, closes its eyes
Babylonian currencies bank on the trend

Mohammedans know that the West is a Beast
and the least of their worries—their Caliph is nigh.
We shop as they’re chopping; expanding their brand.
The muezzin is wailing now: shut up and buy.

They hear and obey while you’re watching the game.
The refugee nations, with time on their hands,
flow over the borders demanding attention
Malign infiltration. Deception expands.

These newest dependents refuse to assimilate
whining of racism, milking the state
Government, clueless, declares them immaculate.
Holy diversity Batman—it’s late !

They wait for their moment. You’re scared to offend.
it’s the Christians you wish would oblige you and die
The Muslims, you know, are committed to peace
and that’s something to celebrate: shut up and buy.

No borders no flags, social justice, no war
(nor knowledge of history, conflict or God)
Universal utopia, scaffolded lies
crashing down (but you’re busy defining jihad)

Poor traumatized victims. Concern never ends
It’s our fault they are here: it’s a charity high.
They laugh in your face with your back to the wall.
Your nation’s invaded so shut up and die.

Obama wolfed dog from town: dog nose, dog toes, dog boiled, dog
slowly cooked below ground; Obama's a snake, deaf without sound
'cause Christian-sermoned noise, for Mohammedans, is not allowed
I'll tap out brain-waves for the brain-dead, for the trained red, for an instant, a ***** & a Cuban partisan participant when all's been said

TIMMY AND THE ABANDONED MINE SHAFT - Look out Timmy! It's an abandoned mine shaft! I know. I read the title. There should be a sign saying ABANDONED MINE SHAFT but there isn't for some reason that's unknown to me at this time. Maybe someone stole it? If only we could replace the stolen sign with a shiny new one? But how? The sign store's closed, just like the underwear shop. Let's pray for a sign. Maybe Jesus will tell us what to do? Maybe. Jesus is busy, what with Christmas 6 weeks away. Yes. What about Mohammed? He's always available. Sure, we could try Him. Do you know any Mohammedans? A few of my ex-lesbian lovers worshiped Him. What are their names? Cathy with a C and Lolla with 3 L's. Contact them now while I try on these **** bikini briefs. Okay.

“Boil my *** in rancid butter,” said the king of Canada. “I enjoy elf
& ****** lore.” Three months later his ******* got caught in an es-
calator at the Mall of America & he died from an inoperably-torn &
ruptured low-hanging sac in a bankrupted Bloomington Sears store,
that precipitated heroic B-cell & genetical alignment at Plum Island
to give Canada's king the Herculean push to thread teen debutantes,
in a sinking Samar Sea boat with 416 crates of polyurethane Trojan  
latex rubber supra condoms that will float longer than 341 shackled Mohammedans in his alligator-stocked west Manitoba palace moat.

TIMMY AND THE ABANDONED MINE SHAFT - Look out Timmy! It's an abandoned mine shaft! I know. I read the title. There should be a sign saying ABANDONED MINE SHAFT but there isn't for some reason that's unknown to me at this time. Maybe someone stole it? If only we could replace the stolen sign with a shiny new one? But how? The sign store's closed, just like the underwear shop. Let's pray for a sign. Maybe Jesus will tell us what to do? Maybe. Jesus is busy, what with Christmas 6 weeks away. Yes. What about Mohammed? He's always available. Sure, we could try Him. Do you know any Mohammedans? A few of my ex-lesbian lovers worshiped Him. What are their names? Cathy with a C and Lolla with 3 L's. Contact them now while I try on these **** bikini briefs. Okay.