All through the land
Saturday, October 6, 2012
The House With No Lights
All through the land
Liberty firm against Sickle and Hammer
The lies,
the attacks
The audacity of hope
Trying desperately
to silence
Millions of
folk
Mitt Romney,
G-d Bless Him
A man with a
Plan
Obama, G-d Help Us
With head in
the sand
To those who
keep clamoring
That we’re
on the right course
I’d say you’re
mistaken
We’re riding
Dark Horse
Under Obama
we’re hurting
We’re
drowning in debt
Under another
Obama
We’ll suffer
our worst fears yet
What’s wrong
with Obama,
Why, he just
needs to stay
Another four years and you'll see better days
That’s why I
am worried with O at the helm
I shudder to
think about living in hell
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