MY FAIR LADY
When the king empathizes with the slaves we have an upside down cake.
Obama always identifies with the protestors
And rails against authority,
His own reign,
His hierarchal right to keep the world in an orderly shape.
If he could he would march on Wall Street,
On the Brooklyn Bridge for his concept of justice
For a cheap cigarrete dealer.
Doesn’t he know that when he sides with the radicals
He tears down the structure of his own government?
Doesn’t he know that when he criticizes the cops
As with Gates, Trayvon Martin, Brown
That he disorders the stateliness of the universe
And makes the stars fall down from the heavens into mindless chaos?
What I hate about Harvard is the sense of entitlement.
Obama is the spoiled Harvard child of a confused liberal mess of a family.
Obama has confused the building blocks of America with Lego
And he is burning them down,
Melting the plastic.
Ferguson society, burning down.
The Middle East is burning down.
If Obama was in English Parliament it would be London Bridges falling down,
My fair lady.
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