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The Ballad of The Religious Right or: My God is Waaaay Better Than Yours

Now the Religious Right have reached dizzying heights Of hypocrisy pure plain and simple St. Mary herself Seeing their pelf Would blush red with shame ‘neath her wimple   First we’ve Ralph Reed whose mean hate filled creed Decrees gays will not make it to heaven I guess none of us heard When they passed … Continue reading

The Ballad of the Republican Candidates or: Would Anybody Like Some Mixed Nuts?

And now – The Republican field Adding all of their IQ’s would yield A remarkable sum Giving them headaches from How to keep this much dumbness concealed   There’s “kids could be janitors” Newt Rick: “whut’s that third thing? Oops – shoot” Cain: was “what affairs?” Michelle: well…who cares? And Mitt who looks good in … Continue reading

The Ballad of Cell Cam Sousveillance or: Fuck You Fox News – Here’s What REALLY happened

Thank goodness we now have sousveilling We, the people, now use it for nailing The dim troglodytes Who trample our rights By spraying, and beating, and jailing   Thus, in factual real-time depictions We see all the Fox ‘“news” contradictions Now we all know our cell Is the real show and tell Exposing Fox News’ … Continue reading

The Ballad of Rush Limbaugh – Part 2 or: Some Things Just Ain’t Funny

Rush Limbaugh: The idealization of horseshit His mouth: the perfect dispensary for shit His breath: as fetid and foul as his lies His soul: empty save for the maggots and flies   His core: as craven as that of a traitor His mind: to purpose as manipulator His hands: as bloody as any extant His … Continue reading

The Ballad of the Right-Wing Media – or: Dreck, Lies, and Videorape

Each Murdock and Clear Channel puppet Takes blood money to take it up it To serve up their pox For Mammon, for Fox They’d take Roger Ailes sack and they’d cup it   First there is Hannity and Hume And the Fox babes va va va voom The guys: mouthy half-wits The babes: blondes with … Continue reading

The Ballad of Dick Cheney – War Criminal

Dick Cheney sleeps in peace each night A classic case for Freud No nightmares of the innocent Young lives that he’s destroyed Does he ever think on had they lived what they’d become Our soldiers, gone where he’d not go Iraqi children dead or numb   When going ‘bout his day has he One solemn … Continue reading