True Justice Done (a poem)

Noose them by the nearest tree,
Tyrant leaders,
Infamous three,
Gang rapers of Lady Liberty,
Obama, Reid and Pelosi.

Enslavers of generations three,
Demonizing success and prosperity,
Bread and Circuses,
Demagoguery,
Our unchained memories lost to posterity?

They legislated us all,
Into subjects of duties,
Tempted us with priviledge,
And strait jacketed beauties.

Overgoverned, overtaxed,
They’ll bill us our rights
Without any lax.

What was once deemed inalienable
Has overnight become estrangeable.

Let us not forget their portion,
Of bill written briberies,
Character attacks,
And outright extortions.

Dare we tear this nation asunder,
With Universal Care,
as Legalized Plunder?!

Noose them by the nearest tree,
Tyrant leaders,
Infamous three,
Guilty of the vilest treachery,
Gang rapers of Lady Liberty,
Obama, Reid and Pelosi.

Stand them noosed and sweating hot,
In a fever like a boiling pot,
Make them sweat and fearing retribution,
For all they’ve done to the U.S. Constitution.

Then cut them loose,
Left alive,
Exiled to Cuba,
Can our nation then survive?

Perhaps not,
the damage done,
But at least,
We’ll have true justice done.

___________
Note: if the music band Muse wants to make a song out of this, I would be honored. Minor edits would be tolerated as long as the real intent of the poem is preserved — i.e. that the heads of our government are Chicago style politicians like Al Capone.

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