Just Like A Robot!

Programmed, just like a robot,
to respond to stimuli,
via mainstream media
and a politician’s every lie.

Four years ago,
there you stood
in the same line.
 Did it do you any good?

Now, here you are
at it again,
expecting what?
 Your candidate to win?

You don’t have a candidate
and you didn’t know this?
Oh, the gullible and the foolish
will forever heed the serpent’s hiss.

You, who speak of your ‘Garden of Eden’
as though you ever learned the lesson.
When it only takes a whisper in your ear
and you will gladly vote for your oppression.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

On November 8th, go forth robots and vote, vote for ‘your’ candidate and then wait for whatever it is he/she has promised you. Let me know when you’ve received it. Because unless you are a member of the Fortune 500 Club and on ‘Billionaire’s Row’, your ass will be in a worse predicament than it is now. But hey! At least you can say that you ‘voted’ FOR the pile of shit ‘your’ candidate heaped on your plate. “Bon appétit!”

Hillary Clinton’s Theme Song!

The devil called to Hillary and said, “Come home my dear to me!”
Ole Hillary answered back, “I didn’t sell my soul to thee!”

 

That devil, he was fired up for no one should call his bluff.
Hillary had sold her soul to him and he knew she liked it rough.

He threw ole Hillary across his back and took her down to hell.
But he was no match for Hillary, she put him under her spell.

She called Lockheed and she called Boeing, her personal munitions teams.
And now if you listen real close, you can hear the devil’s screams.

She launched her drones and fired her missiles and attacked hell’s vaulted gates.
And now the Christians can’t burn in hell, Hillary destroyed its fiery lakes.

“Where to now?,” Hillary asks of her rich and rowdy friends.
And don’t hold back, I’ll shit myself, that’s why I wear depends.”

“We’ve bombed hell and destroyed Iraq and Libya is up in flames.”
“We’ve killed Gaddafi, hanged Hussein, so let’s add more to those names!”

“We’re running out of land to grab and leaders to kill for sport!”
“Let’s turn on our own and show them whose boss, a mission we won’t abort!”

“I’ll soon be the man in a DC house, I’m a madman, doncha know?”
“America, bend your ass over, you’re now my goddamn ho!”

Hillary requested that her theme song be written by,

Shelby I. Courtland (and I was quite happy to do it! P.S. You’re welcome Hillary!!!)
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

So, since I am privy to the inner sanctum of Hillary Clinton, I know what that warmonger has in store for AmeriKKKa and even without being privy to the inner sanctum of Hillary Clinton, you should know as well! And for those of you who are thinking of turning to Hillary Clinton when Bernie Sanders concedes to her, I would rebel and refuse to get behind this warmonger. If you must vote, write-in a third party candidate or at the very least you could write your own name in. Better that than that warmonger. I do understand that the only other alternative seems to be Frump, but hey! We are still here even AFTER Reagan, Bush I, Clinton, Bush II and Obama, so hey! We will deal with it! Did we like it and will we like it? Hell no! But we should have done something about this long before it reached this point and so who do we have to blame for it? Something to ponder.

I Will Vote For Hillary Clinton!

I will vote for Killary Killton if she gets the democratic presidential nomination because I want a lack of transparency in government to continue. I want to see war and more war. My vote for Killary Killton would mean that the drone program would get ramped up and that illegal detentions would continue. Secret torture chambers would continue to mete out punishment to innocent Brown bodies all across this planet.

 

I realize that I have gone over to the bright side because what could be more brighter than to see a big shiny red SUV parked in my garage beside the other three and I get to pick and choose which one I’ll drive next door to Starbucks; my most favorite, cheap and friendly neighborhood community center where me and my other posh friends get to sit back and ruminate on what a wonderful life we have while we mistreat the barista that’s earning minimum wage and sleeping behind the dumpster out back. What a life!

 

By my voting for Killary Killton, I am assuring myself and my cronies of a life of pure and unadulterated pleasure and thrills because that is what living is all about. Thankfully, I don’t have to break out in a sweat worrying over what those pesky Middle Eastern insurgents are up to because I know that our great guys and gals in the military are blowing them to bits and pissing all over them. There! That’ll teach ‘em not to mess with us.

 

Killary Killton will allow me to continue to live in ignorance of poverty, hunger, homelessness and mass incarceration and outright murder of those in society that shouldn’t be there in the first place. I get so sick and tired of attending Black Tie functions that require me to write a check to some charity that’s ostensibly set up to help some poor buggers who should know better than to lollygag by the wayside and who should just pull themselves up by their very own bootstraps, just like I did. Their daddy could have been just as well off as my daddy is and the bootstraps he gave to me, I have increased ten-fold and I did it all by my lonesome. If I can do it, everyone can. Since my daddy left me a string of pricey hotels and limousine services, I have been hard at work, spending money left and right while providing jobs for the lower order. They should be handing me awards, they should, but people these days are just so thankless. I have no understanding of why some people feel that the rich are parasites and pariahs when we are the very reason why the lower classes have jobs and Killary Killton understands this. A vote for Killary will allow me to continue living as I do because she is one of us, a female!

 

Vote for Killary Killton! She is the ‘female’ version of Dick Cheney, otherwise known as The Dick and he too, is of our circle since the heart that lies within his chest was donated to him by a female Gitmo detainee!

Ladies, we owe it to that pariah Hillary Clinton, our solidarity vote! If you receive over $50 million annually, thanks to a trust fund your daddy set up for you, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! If you have never had to sweep up my mess, ladies, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! Ladies, if you have never had to bend your back over fields of cotton, tobacco or vegies, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote. Ladies, if you have never had to worry about where your next meal is coming from, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! Ladies, if you have never had to work at all because your man is a Wall Street hustler, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! Ladies, if you have received your certificate that certifies that you are of the upper echelons of society, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! With our votes, ladies, Hillary Clinton is a shoe-in!

Hillary Clinton, the presidential choice of the ladies of the 1% for 2016!

 

For every…..

Five years and sixty-five days of evil and it shows!

For every drone strike that you authorize,

For every detainee denied due process,

For every country that you sanction,

For every coup that you initiate,

For every hungry child in America,

For every homeless soul on the street,

For every senior choosing medicine over food,

For every whistleblower imprisoned or in exile,

For every death that is the result of your policies,

For every person who went to the polls and voted

For hope and change and for a better America,

And got screwed, here’s looking at you, MURDERER!

And may the dead continue to plow deep lines into

Your motherfucking punk ass bitch puppet face!

Now Fuck YOU!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland