What I learned Today

Here is a poem penned by The Mad Poet. He has a website, thismadpoet.wordpress.com. Keep in mind, it’s satirical.

This is what I learned today
all from watching FOX news,
it’s okay to hate, it’s not too late
especially if you have different views.

Tea party Christians hate other religions,
it’s perfectly acceptable you see,
’cause God never sought Islamic thought.
He only wants Christianity.

The poor are lazy and don’t want to work.
Why else would you choose that life.
And wanting to be Gay, what can you say?
Why would you want a man for a wife?

Wall Street taught me to worship my money
at the alter of the Golden Calf.
I can have lots of fun, carrying my gun.
If I feel threatened I can blow you in half.

Republicans say there’s no money for the poor
But tax breaks for the rich, gotta have it.
Health care is fine, but don’t take mine,
and keep it from those who really need it.

Minorities are a threat to the American way of life
and Muslim women dress really gaudy.
For a woman it’s fine, to make up her own mind,
except when it comes to her body.

Giving money to Israel is the right thing to do
so they can keep the Palestinians in a cage.
Iraqis are bad, it’s really very sad,
They’ll blow up the world in a rage.

So watch FOX news and don’t forget
to lock up your doors everyday.
Anger and fear are so very near
and Sharia law is on it’s way.

So, for any Republican Tea Party readers out there, this was a Satirical Poem.
of, pertaining to, containing, or characterized by satire: satirical novels.
indulging in or given to satire: a satirical poet.

a composition in verse, especially one that is characterized by a highly developed artistic form and by the use of heightened language and rhythm to express an intensely imaginative interpretation of the subject.
composition that, though not in verse, is characterized by great beauty of language or expression: a prose poem from the Scriptures; a symphonic poem.
something having qualities that are suggestive of or likened to those of poetry: Marcel, that chicken cacciatore was an absolute poem.

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