We are a Republic, we are not a Democracy.
We don’t want to live with your stupid hypocrisy.
We call ourselves patriots, you hate America.
Me thinks you would be happy to call this Despairica.
Everythings terrible, you can’t get your fair share.
That’s understandable, you don’t work anywhere.
You hold out your hands, for the largesse of the land.
You want your needs met without lifting a hand.
You’re america’s victims, you’re kept so oppressed.
Your lives are so hard, no wonder you’re stressed.
You can’t find a job because you’re too lazy to look.
Getting your freebies, you know every trick in the book.
If called to protest, you will burn, loot and scream.
Screaming, you’ve been deprived of the American dream.
How heartbreaking, how sad, for poor little you.
We can’t even imagine, what you’ve been through.
My God, the high prices, your food stamps can’t afford.
The state pays your rent and pays for your board.
No wonder you protest, and destroy others stuff.
In the land of milk and honey, you can’t get enough.
It’s so sad you must steal to pay for your drugs.
Then your feelings are hurt, when we call you thugs.
You should join ANTIFA, they’d put you to work.
They love anti-Americans, you, whiny-ass jerk.
D.L. Crockett — 7/1/22