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
STFU
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
Neils
3:32 pm
06/17/2009
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transcribed this time
12:22 am
06/18/2009
N...again
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