To tune White Lightning, Call it a poem. Plot on hurricane Hellen

Well, IN NORTH CAROLINA, way back in the hills
Biden and the Commies givin' folks the chills
No supplies could be delivered
Lots of folks sufferin' some were dead
Mighty, mighty pleasin', Communist were; squeezin
No water for your throat; Damned if you'll vote
The Khameleon is mighty, might pleasin'
The ballots have been dumped; No Trump
FEMA and federal pigs blockin' there too
Searchin' for food 'n water might be gettin' thru
They were looking, tryin' to book them tryin'
Ta gettin in by Hilo or Boat
The Khameleon says; that's not pleasin'
Better not gloat just in a word "DON'T"

(VOTE omly chumps vote Trump

Well, I asked a Republican what he knew
White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
Goddamn, me too I'm votin',Commie, same as you!

Lightnin' started flashin' thunder started clashin' my
Fuckin' supplies food, water never gettin' thru
That's final, all she wrote, if not for the Khameleon
( DON'T VOTE)

Yeah, the "G" men, "T" men, the revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin' to book him
My pappy kept a-cookin'
(White lightnin')
Well, a FBI agent workin' for Joe said,"I'm tough"
I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff
took one sniff of the Kameltoe's nasty old cunt
And I heard him a moaning as he flopped like a chicken
All over like Stooge, Curly Joe, screamed out loud
By God that's what I want; more of that cunt

Mighty, mighty pleasin', Word salad squeezin' slides down yer throat, not even a lump as he screamed
Fuck Donald Trump)


Yeah, the "G" men, "T" men, the revenuers, too
Searchin' for disaster aid might be gettin' thru
They were looking, tryin' to book them
For kelpin' folks in need
Kameltoe and Joe gave these words to heed
Kameltoe and I know this storms a bummer
But who you ought to help.....
One future Commie voter, Help a precious.NEWCOMER

So going out and buy Some Michael Jordan sneakers Echo pass them out to our precious asylum seekers. So please don't worry about these poor disaster victims They may starve and die That's mud mud eye Dead bodies they can pilot them Let us worry about those good folks Our newcomers Are friends that we support Let's help them seek asylum
Open up your homes and pocket books, Be generous lend your car Let's show everybody trying to immigrate illegally into America Let's just show him who we are.

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