Monday, October 14, 2024

Crosstown Trafficked

 

Mickey Mouse is contracting out

Everything’s gone bad in-house 

The sideshow on the grounds above

No longer hides what evil does


Open borders keeps stock high

They’re snatched away to live or die

Their handlers on the other side

Then board the planes for their free ride


What P. Diddy still hides from you

Is that his mentor was a Jew

But this you won’t hear on the news

Epstein and Weinstein look confused


Pedophile and pride flag pope

The yoke is placed upon the Woke

The real agenda’s now in sight

Now bend a knee and live your plight


Crosstown trafficked coming through 

So hold your children close to you

You never know what waits for them

 By costumes propping up dead men



 

Saturday, October 12, 2024

A Sporting Chance

 

Keep Caitlin playing in the Midwest

Hatchet trannies join her team

No more cheap shots at the basket

Without going UFC


Turning into reverse racists

Send her to the NBA

Have her shoot them from the logo

Let her replace Bronny James


Drowning in its favoritism 

Entertainment turned obscene

When did those that sign the paychecks 

Not make decisions for the team


Once the vices became legal

And there’s betting on the games

Flying flags can change the angles

Magnetic balls make goalposts clang


Baseball died from drug enhancement

Home run hitters on the scene

A bodybuilder’s satisfaction 

When you’re pushing steroid kings


So find a new game on the channel

While the circus is in town

They want for us our minds entangled 

While they bring the curtain down




Thursday, October 10, 2024

Paradise Lost

 

The hurricane that was approaching

Has now gone out to sea

Those big ionospheric heaters

Keep it away from our country


The desert has turned lush

Due to seeding clouds for rain

It doesn’t need that much

Just a bit every day


The lake next to the mountain 

Sure was running quite low

But manufactured snowpacks 

Opens up river flows


The forest fire was fast approaching 

But the storm knocked it down

And now the sky is sunny

As the cleanup gains ground


The borders are wide open

But no one really cares

We’re not having any problems

With paradise everywhere


All the people on the planet

That they use for the cull

They could use their techno-logic

To make the world habitable 


But they would rather kill us

Just to show us who’s boss

And now we follow Milton

Into paradise lost

Wednesday, October 9, 2024

Stolen Valor

 

Sell your silver to pay taxes

Take the booster for your job

Gaslight all your dying patients 

Make us scared to touch door knobs


Beat us down with floods and fires

Earthquakes and tornadoes too

Minimize your carbon footprint

Always are we passing through


Helicopters are not helping

Flying low creates debris

Long guns needed to bring cover

Supplies and food flood victims need


Tired of playing role of victim 

Tired of brain-dead presidents 

Tired of Khazar Jew bootlickers

Tired of this whole government 


People need to come together 

Stolen valor recognized

No medals for these fucking traitors

You’ll deal with lead before we die



Tuesday, October 8, 2024

Running with the Palestinians

 

Have you figured it out yet, America?  You are currently under direct attack by your own government.  Obviously, we have reached the "shock and awe" portion of the program. 

While America weeps over the carnage of the Southeast, the next weather bomb is headed in its direction from the Gulf.  

But that's no reason for other areas to feel safe.  Acapulco has become a weather bomb mecca for the Khazarian mafia.  The behavior of both Otis and John were uncharacteristic from other hurricanes with little to no early warnings that they were even approaching.

Once this gets bad enough, really nasty diseases are going to be cropping up due to lack of sanitation and hygiene.  I'm sure they'll come up with a vaccine that will be helpful.

Each manufactured calamity justifies military intervention and all that accompanies it.  But don't bring your own people any help until the masses have died or are too tired to fight back. 

Of course, they're making the politicians on the Right look like they're doing something after the body count has already piled up.  After all, it's an election year. 

We are all susceptible to their evil schemes.  What good are all your preps when they are floating down the river with your house?

Get ready for misery that will be suffered by the entire country after the (s)election results.  

And then get ready for misery suffered by the entire world after dollar collapse.  Unless climate destruction or nuclear Armageddon beats it to the punch.  

Sunday, October 6, 2024

The Protocols, Part 2

 

Your O2 sats are running low

We’ll bring them up to speed

Some supplemental oxygen 

Is probably all you need


The morning brings us better news

Your respirations have improved

Once we see consistency 

Then you’ll be discharged soon


I know I told you to go home

But now you better stay

You’re running high creatinine

We’ll push Remdesivir today


After studying your KUB

It still looks quite the same

But your COVID test was positive 

And your breath is sounding strained


So we’ll put you on a vent

A way to help you breathe

Soon you’ll be back on your feet

Just give yourself to the machine


Your renal tests are off the charts

And you’re struggling on your own

We’ll get those lungs and kidneys fixed

And then we’ll send you home

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Please notify her next of kin

Of everything we tried

Sometimes the protocols will work

Sometimes the patient dies


Saturday, October 5, 2024

The Protocols

 

Rewarded for compliance

Punished for authenticity 

The muck and mire at the top

Destroys entire countries


We’re sorry to inform you

That you can’t bring food/supplies

The protocols they sold us

We don’t care who lives or dies


We can’t have you helping others

But we’re out of FEMA funds

Our budget for post-hurricane

Was spent on bombs and guns


We know there’s people drowning

And dying from bad drink

But we’ve been trained for killing

It’s our trick to take your treats


All the good has been forsaken

For not rolling up its sleeve

Of what’s left they serve the protocols

Enough to make a nation grieve