Jesus isn’t coming guys,
No raptured flight into the skies
This world needs compromise,
Your sabre=rattling won’t change that,
So calm down, Mr. Trump – you sanctimonious twat!
This might be it,
Could be the end,
Stinking of shit,
The Pastor’s friend,
Might just have started World war 3
This Yankee Christianity
Could be the death of you and me
Deus vult!
It’s a death cult,
You’ll see!
Tolerance is a social contract. Disregard it at your own risk.
We should tolerate everything except intolerance itself.
Paul hadn’t met the guy either,
But no-one who’d known him could write,
So Paul just repeated in letters,
What he’d read in old scriptures one night.
I’m not immoral,
Not at all,
Nor do I secretly believe.
You talk to me of lies,
But all the things you say about me,
Things I know with certainty,
Aren’t true,
Show me that the real liar is you!
He says the winner called him on the blower,
Can the orange turd sink any lower?
There’s nothing noble about Trump,
He’s just the Christo-fascist’s chump,
Barely alive,
Shat from the rump, Of Project 2025!
But it’s not just in America,
that crazy place across the sea.
UK has its own crop of chancers
working hard to strip the rights from you and me.
But it’s not just in America,
That crazy place across the sea,
UK has its own crop of chancers,
Working hard to strip the rights from you and me.
But then I learned about the much more serious human tragedy that ensued
Two videos…
This week saw yet another in a very long line 0f failed raptures. There have been prophets and other assorted scoundrels promising apocalyptic rhapsodies since before that ancient Pharaoh had his minions put the first sandstone blocks together like ancient lego-based experiments in geometry.
At first I thought this was just another amusing interlude. Another crank claiming to know the end was nigh. That was my attitude when I posted this video…
But then I learned about the much more serious human tragedy that ensued. So I made this…
British politicians nod and smile, Pretending to believe the shit he peddles
It’s not ‘hump day’, It’s ‘Trump day’, When an orange fash dictator is allowed off the plane, To spread his vile and oh so stupid lies, While British politicians nod and smile, Pretending to believe the shit he peddles, As he fails to understand the real world before his eyes!
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