They found a wrench, they threw into the works.
Angering those idiots we call gun control jerks.
Now their panties are bunched, they’re seeing red.
They’re pulling their hair right out of their head.
Then they start screaming, “lets pack the court”
Before they take away, our right to abort.
If God’s burning bush, sprang up before their eyes.
Giving them 10 commandments, they’d call it all lies.
A religious conspiracy, to destroy settled law.
More mumbo-jumbo to cram down our craw.
The left is demented, their salad’s been tossed.
They must have control, they must be the boss.
Now that Roe vs Wade has been overturned.
Their hold on reality, has been adjourned.
They’re furious, they’re dissed, crying fake tears.
The worst of all outcomes, the worst of their fears.
Crushing their dreams, smashing their altar.
Will they miss one step or stumble and falter.
Their madness goes on, fed by misplaced rage.
It’s not in their psyche to just turn the page.
D.L. Crockett — 6/25/22