“I’m not in this race to slow the rise of the
oceans or to heal the planet.”
Willard Mitt Romney
***
The old.
The young.
The middle class.
Yes, all of
America!
(Except persons with incomes above $250,000)
America is in jeopardy
if the twin money bags of wind Romney and Ryan steal the White House.
Actually, they aren’t
stealing since they’re paying for their election with anonymous
SuperPAC Superdonors'
MEGA MILLIONS.
WARNING:
If you have a
pre-existing condition (insanity included),
you will not have to face a death panel…
Only
Mr. Death
Himself!
You’re on your own,
Jack and Jill, if your pale spills, or if you fall down the hills, and break
your backs or crowns.
Keep your chins up,
and keep your pants on, and
Guard your
pocketbooks!
Romney and Ryan are
riding in their rich and rosy rigs, ready to rip out our poor hearts.
R & R just
appear as if they’re not going to rip out our tickers.
Their sophistry is
not hidden.
Their false fronts
are ostensible.
Romney and Ryan
don’t appear real.
They look wooden,
cold, and robotic.
Their policy plans
are puzzles wrapped inside enigmatic bombast.
We are their dogs
(or in contemporary lingo: their bitches),
and they want to keep us on top of their cars and jets, and keep their riches!
Hold on!
It’s going to be a bumpy night…
Make that 55 more bumpy nights!
IT’S THE OIL STUPID!
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