Retrofitted Rebel RepublicA Poem by WildOarKidburping in the face of the bureaucracyDeplorable actions derived from the self-loathing and all that's despised, produce hypocrites and pedophiling predators, a demoralization, the malignant cancer that's destroying mankind's fragile state of mind.
Time's up its the Apocalypse, all you sinners get in line. Single file, Judgement Day is here its payback time. Woe is the afflicted soul, ambushed by those atrocities, suck it up now, don't surrender to the deception, its sabotage & the enemy won't show you pity.
While infatuated with prefabricated bullshit, your transformed, a hollow shell preoccupied with self-serving fantasies, yes vanity, encourages the global & psychological meltdown, which expedites the extinction of every species.
The Sunday Metro section headlines read, "Buttfucked by politicians, its the critically acclaimed 4-star lounge, D.C.'s Bureaucratic Den of Debauchary"
Gulible are the pragmatic heiratics, oops my mistake, I meant judically appointed derilicts, who consider attacking an entire country, using W.M.D's and tax-payer's money as a means to have their half-cocked theories and ignoramous excuses broadcast nationally.
Oh s**t, my bad, our mistake - but now its too late, the National Security cabinet can't retract a war, so now the 10,000+ deaths, resulting in orphaned children are all that's left. Hey Bush, congratulations, how's it feel, embarrassed yet?
In case you didn't know, you've committed the "Mother of all F**k-Up"s that's not only been televised, but there's also those 2 a.m. reruns and don't forget the 11 o'clock news highlights. © 2008 WildOarKid |
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