Saturday, May 15, 2010

First Ladies Must Be From Hades

First Ladies Must Be From Hades

Et tu, Laura Bush. No wonder George the younger wouldn't meet pro-lifers standing outside the White House except by phone a National Pro-life Marches ago.

I chalked it up to one of George's rare Assbergers moments like when he played with volley ball vixens at the citizen repressed, Chi-Com Olympics. (Even Harper wouldn't go though being typically and topically Harper, he embraced the commies later with financial trading).

However, it turns out Laura was/is no different from Mommsy- in- law Babs, or Mommy Dearest, Nancy Reagan or Lesbian writer, and mother Mrs. rather plainy Cheny.

Did anyone ever see the short docu- video of Barbara Bush showing off the White-House digs...what a was like, giddy Texas old bird thinks she's Queen Elizabeth, (like that's a prize in itself)?

Why do pro- abortion, pro-homo republican women of the non-conservative ilk stay with big time republican men if they don't agree with them on the most fundamental of religious/political/moral character of issues?? (If these male political animals didn't actually agree with their wives while selling their souls to politics, as their wives sold their souls for marrying into fame). Who really wore all the President's pants?

Nothing surprises me anymore, but I'll never understand the cheap horse-trading of souls in politics.

Evil is as very plain and transparent, as good is, though often blindsided.

Paul Gordon

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Raised on Buggery

Sung To Raised on Robbery

He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Liberale
Another liberal crisis for diversion
So no one's thinking for themselves
Boys being molested at the home of the Leafs (true
Along comes the fag scribes crying the narcissistic blues
Let them sit you down and they'll tell you what makes news
Being a pervert in the privacy of their homes
Will never gather young converts and champion their shame
It's their shame, It's their shame....It's their bloody crying shame
Look at those decrepitudes lining their Damned parades
When did this filth become the longest emergency in human rights
And bounce all real crimes against humanity out of sight
Hey honey you got lots of Catholics to bash
Trouble is, it's your own kind, who make up their trash
Add your judges, politicians and like comedians
And we'll have some laughs on the side
Too many victims committed suicide
But healthy is to be raised on buggery

I could write myself a pretty good book
On all the neighborhood innocence, the police mechanic took
And the mental anguish he caused on the 'healthy' ways he introduced
In that dark fox's lair above his garage
He molested my brother and my friends to his heart content
And what if he was caught, no time would be spent
He'd be put in your community just to re-offend
And under witness- like protection...some amends!
We've all been raised in the age of buggery!

We've yet to win a fight, the establishment is clear
They want more than our laws our schools and for us to take their jeers
They want our kid's, body and souls helped along with disdain from our peers
Pretend marriages and families put up a good front for fools
While academics and entertainment is what has made it all cool
Nothing stands for children, except perverted evil drool
And this is the obsession, they called culture of the Sixties and on,
Even God has forsaken us all and beyond
While parents have been AWOL in the age of buggery

Paul Gordon