It's time to stop with the lying, quit with the racist white fibs.
Your tongue is not sugar-coated, you're nowhere near glib.
You're not talking to fools, we know you're the party of hate.
You dance around any truth, like you're on a blind date.
When you abandoned your scruples, you lost your way.
Demonrats have succombed to evil with no shades of gray.
When good folks are tilting at windmills, you drown in crud.
Your fearless leader's a mule that thinks it's some kind of stud.

It's time to act like grownups, time to quit the gaslighting.
What good are paper tigers letting others do their fighting.
Why cheer stolen elections, won by subterfuge and deciet.
We can see your hypocrisy, when you're feeling the heat.
So quick to be casting aspersions, never admitting bad deeds.
Never riding high in the saddle, always lost down in the weeds.
Have you no thoughts of salvation, have you sold your souls.
Is that why you're happy with fulfilling Satan's demonic goals.

It's time to look in the mirror, wake up and see who you are.
It's time to jump off Satan's bandwagon, leave the clown car.
Communism always ends in failure and millions of deaths.
Satan's earthly agenda, reborn from the swamps depths.
It's time to strip off the wool that has been glued to your eyes.
To cast aside the woke bullsh*t, you just might be surprised.
The path you're on leads nowhere but to misery and despite.
It's time to abandon the darkness and return to the light.
D. L. Crockett -- 11/8/23