I posted this before, but I'll do it again. Guess who this is about?

[RagingInMiami]

A Texas clod, a baron failed, who swears he’s god,
A smirking chimp, a shallow son, who won on fraud,
An uncrowned prince, a boorish chief, who wears no clothes,
Driving a herd of obtuse sheep, leading a land of myopic droves.
Bumbling his phrases while fumbling our country
And tumbling a country in which there was no Saudi,
The great buffoon expands his wrath,
His self-described freedom march.
With petrol cash fueling his drive,
And daddy’s friends splitting the pie,
The idiot shrub shines his boots
With our sacred Bill of Rights.
Rights are shunned and wrongs ignored
By the corporate media whores,
Which tell us all we need to know
About the latest star divorce.
This so-called liberal media press
Has never made an honest splash
About the flag-draped body bags.
About the flag-draped body bags.

[Droopy]

1. I'm telling you, RagingInMiami

You need to put together a band. Can you sing or rap? Your poems would make for great truth music and we need more truth music.

[JitterbugPerfume]

2. what a discreptive poem !!

I love it

[RagingInMiami]

3. Thanks Droopy

I'll be going to that poetry slam where they beat on African drums while you recite poetry, so I'll let you know how that turns out. I'll even post photos.

[Droopy]

4. Cool

I wish I had the guts to do something like a poetry slam, but I'm kind of chicken just about posting my own poetry here. I'd never be able to get up in front of a crowd. I'd be very interested to see those photos from the slam.

[Generic Other]

5. Sounds like a chant!

Good luck at the slam!