Long socks and pride, marching in the boardwalk, Ceausescu's private police, system, Boogle-bush

A prided world, apart from the rest,

political posts don't make any mess,

not even butts are seen on the boardwalk,

the citizen police aims for the course.

The course is on, and will be don,

Booglebush walks in longest socks,

there is an old blood, and an old queen,

gib bogernment powder, and a mind not as clean.

Killers get nothing and corruption is white,

Mexicans get no place in the federalist sand.

It is all so perfect, and yet so corrupt,

and ghettos are things that the fascist what not.

Ghettos are only there because the big wants to rule,

and no cruising over there in the suburbs of whites.

Stupid laws of corruption, Ceausescu's police,

Ceausescu's pet project and where is the world police.

Bush knows he is all the fun, as such things are wrong,

and wrong it becomes full of pride and no fun, just a big gun.

And they call that politics. In days of slavery the situation was

the same. You can tell them all you like, and they tell you all

you don't. And racism is there, and balls of pride, and nothing.

Marching in the boardwalk.

I don't know why I said that. I pretend I am drunk and harmless.

Lacrimus.