Thursday, June 18, 2009


You’re nit wit throwin a snit fit
You quote scripture to hide behind God
But it's plain and simple
You're an ankle biting fraud

Throwin out babble scrabble
Isn't speaking your mind
And mouthing off about nothing
Is not showing you've got a spine

You're all empty rhetoric
Hot air and gas
Who the Hell do you think you are
That gets you a free pass

You forgive Letterman's deviance
But rail against Ann Coulter's style
You're nuthin but snide on the slide
And one big stinking steaming pile


You efite intellectual elite
You half baked fake flake
You've been justly impaled
upon the sword off the

Sacred Lady rising from the Lake

3:32 pm
transcribed this time
12:22 am


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