Frequent commenter and Dissident Poet Laureate JENKEMVIEW CANCERS treated us to a wonderful poem in a prior post so I am exercising owner privilege to give it a post of it’s own.
‘Twas the night before Christmas,
In pedo Joe’s house,
Not a human was stirring,
Just (((parasite louse))).
Appointees were chosen by Orange Man with care,
Neocons, RINOs, would all soon be there.The warmonger complex, all snug in their beds,
While visions of world war danced in their heads.
And Jill in her kerchief, and Joe in his cap,
He met with the (((pope))), in a chair full of crap.When, in the Ukraine arose such a clatter,
Biolabs, laundering, and nuclear matter.
The inbound Oreshniks caused a big flash,
And blew up some mercs and more NATO stash.The stripper’s breast and the new-fallen snow,
Outrageous pardons and lotsa good blow.
When, what to my dissident eyes did appear,
A miniature nuke, and absolute fear.A huge swarm of drones, so lively and quick,
Enough to scare a (((yankee bolshevik))).
More rapid than vultures his coursers they came,
He Truthed and he Tweeted and called them by name.Now Musk, Ramaswamy, Tulsi and Bobby,
Stay clear and reject the (((Israeli lobby))).
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall,
Orange Man won, now comes the fall.As dry leaves that before the civil war fly,
The debt and deficit, stacked up to the sky.
So up to the house-top the debtors they flew,
Gold at 3,000, and silver up, too.And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,
Mexican workers, no citizenship proof.
Haitians, Hondurans, invaders abound,
Tren de Aragra, and crime all around.St. Thomas Homan, the new border czar,
Mohammad and Haji, Allahu Akbar!
The Pakis, the chinks, who came in on foot,
And Palestinians all covered in soot.No sympathy, tolerance, goodwill or pity,
No horse shit sanctuary in the big city.
Round up and deport all the invaders,
Arrest and imprison their NGO traitors.And when they refuse our orders, of course,
Break out the whoop-ass, and use violent force.
Heritage ‘Muricans, justice poetic,
Stack, lock and load, and then go kinetic.If BLM resurrects in the streets,
This time they’ll be met with white hoods and sheets.
No more bullshit, your change and your hope,
Six foot of chain, and eight foot of rope.And Antifa with their cups full of soy,
Tampon Tim, and Kamel Toe’s joy.
The seething hatred for (((them))) and our rage,
As well-trained monsters step out of their cage.Enjoy this time, my brothers, believers,
We will conquer the (((wicked deceivers))).
We gather and celebrate this day to adorn,
For on it this season our Savior was born.Our families, our tribe, our sacred birthright,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
Cthulhu Clause approves.
Bravo!!!
Merry Christmas, you filthy Dissidents!
And to you and yours!
Truly outstanding, Jenkem! I read this in your prior post and just absorbed it once more. It resonates even better the second time around.
And thanks, AS, for providing this site for Jenkem & I and all the other characters of like persuasion who gravitate here.
Like NC Renegade, Dissident Thoughts and only a few other sites provide a sanctuary for our outrageous positions on life: that we conduct ourselves as moral & ethical persons, that we recognize (and call out/mock) the evildoers and the morally repugnant and try, in whatever ways possible, to score some points for decent Americans.
I believe that we have been, and are being tested and the worst is yet to come.
Be strong, be moral, toughen up physically and be vigilant.
Yes to all of that!
This guy handles words like Liberace handled Cock
Bravo.
Hahahahaha. My oldest bud on the planet who turned me on to this site.
Thanks Art, for this space to share our stories, values and observations.
And sincere apologies to Saoirse for my previous Ray Epps comment. I was trying to make a cynical comment regarding the eff bee eye and it landed badly. No more jenkem/cocktails while commenting.
Heh. At first read that likening to Liberace came off…not so great, at least to my perception. Glad to see it was done in genuine good humor, and taken that way in turn. Merry Christmas to the whole gang here, and I once again have to give high praise to Jenkemview for what is likely the best reimagining of Twas the Night Before From Christmas I’ve ever seen. And there have been more than a few stellar efforts at appropriating that verse.