it's time to stop beating 'round the bush and to whip shrub dove-yuh's ass!
this is a call to battle. this is a call to get rid of a republican congress and their charlton heston gun-totin' "from my cold dead hands" yahoo crowds
backed by the hitler wannabe fratricidal order of pigs
promisekeepin'(if only they could make one)men of the house about to be repossessed
the good ol' boys and girls of the pointed hood pointed head sleep walking in their sheets chumps of the white carmelia
jesus took one look at this sorry ass crew and wept
and then he reminded us once again that if we bit our tongues the very stones would speak
like in times past when they went thwack! thwack! upside the heads of legionaires from those in ancient palestine to those blue brown black shirted protectors
of shrub dove-yuh's daddy's new world order based on an original idea by failed viennese painter adolf schickelgruber
but i digress------------
like i said it's time to stop beating 'round the bush and whip shrub dove-yuh's ass
this is not an expression of frustration this is a clarion call to stop the creation of a fourth reich by way of a shrub dove-yuh fast track weimar republican majority
pat puke-cannon biding his time before he makes his bid for fuhrer
bolstered by christian right aryan nation sieg heil types
and scorned fulani farrakhan larouche brownshirts
and corporate monies going into coffers of those who claim to be the people who would form a more perfect union without unions
aided and abetted by workers in white skins and sometimes in white sheets but more often in blue meanie uniforms
who long ago gave up anything resembling a birthright and know pottage as a distant memory of canned dogscraps by hormel before the bosses fired them from there too
in alliance with ministers of color who forgot their gospel forgot that gospel means good word of victory for the wretched of the earth
and now crawl militantly hat in hand making vociferous demands for more more wehrmacht on our streets
to teach young men and women the ways of KKK kinder kirche kuche children church kitchen compartments of our segregation upon pain of jail or death for those who refuse to learn and
have you checked your watch?------------------------
it's time to stop beating 'round the bush and whip shrub dove-yuh's ass
dove-yuh who has given both serial killing and texas afrikanerdom a bad name
dove-yuh who thinks the people are children and gives the words compassionate conservatism to his brand of child molesting
dove-yuh whose money and family and politics have resurrected and given new definition to old words: swill, trough
dove-yuh who reminds us that the panthers were right about folks like them:
they are low-natured beasts
they have no respect for the rights of the people
they are foul traducers usually found masquerading as the victims of an unprovoked attack
the good news of victory is that today's pig is tomorrow's bacon
but to put the bacon on the table we must------------
stop beating 'round the bush and whip shrub dove-yuh's ass
whip shrub dove-yuh in city and suburb in countryside and on every mountainside let freedom ring! as we
whip shrub dove-yuh in office and field and mine and mill
whip dove-yuh in the shedhouse as a foretaste of glory divine of what gore's in for if he makes it to the white house
whip dove-yuh in the cotton corn and wheatfields show him old times there were never forgotten by us either
catch dove-yuh with fishnets, dragnets, and on the internet and whip him again
take to the streets in los angeles and tell the party of jackasses and slaveholders: we'll settle accounts with you after the first tuesday in november but for now
hand us al gore's two by four platform planks ( he ain't using them anyway) so we can
whip dove-yuh's ass with sticks which in the hands of democrats are only good for white picket fences
but before that go to philadelphia and tell that god's own party elephant something he'll never forget:
we will turn the white house victory in november into a white woodshed no matter the winner
and by now you've surmised that this wanted to be verse but after what you did to shaka sankofa
and after you made me feel vulnerable because gary graham are my first and middle name
and after yet one more time you have reminded me that the color of blood is neither forgotten nor forgiven
i say shaka sankofa presente!
it's time to stop beating 'round the bush and whip shrub dove-yuh's ass
and i have not yet begun to read the fuckin' poem.
