From time immemorial...
There have been pirates,
And ghost ships.
Always out there looking, looking....
For those lost souls who don't know themselves
Nor know whom they are being sought
For enslavement in the world
Of politics or religion
Slavery is the second oldest institution
Following behind Caan's capturing his own sisters
Prostituting them to himself and others
So many modern stories arise from these two
Pelosi was to be tied up in plastic ties
And then what was a 70 plus lady
Supposed to do for this young man?
Cleary, he had a plan to complete.
Just as so many children were put up for adoption
Thier parents assumed they would be taken care
Instead, they were enslaved into a life
Of causing harm to the same family
Insisting erroneously on the being relatives
All over someone's misunderstandings
But there are so many of the little drug addicts
They all want to be the real little princess
Behind her back because she is stupid
Not to remember giving birth to them
Nor would she feed them when they were born...
I was a child when most of them came to my mother
Through the false communist catholic girls
Of those bars and dance halls
That corrupted what was left of America
No one could go out to supper
Without rubbing shoulders with criminals
Nor go out for a drink or a dance
Without becoming automatically part
Of the human trafficking
These women were not patriots
Nor were they KGB employees
Heroin was their drug of choice
It used to flow out of Berlin
With ease as it was a pain killer
In that country not a street drug
Those of us unlucky enough
To get treated in between flights
Had a horrible headache and nauseousness
For what we had encountered
Not true doctoring but false hopes
And some never got over that itch
And wanted it the rest of their lives
Despite being a child, I was expected
To have milk for these children
I did not give birth
Lactation only comes with pregnancy
But most of these children
Don't even have a fourth-grade education
Which is the requirement for newspapers
And most job applicates
An eigth grade education was necessary
For everything else in city life
From library work to insurance sales
And if one went to college they completed
The courses meant to inform not demean
Instead, these weather girls
Show they don't even know what they are talking about
Thier own lives give evidence of non-scientific
Comprehension nor do the readers on the new
Provide the confidence they can accurately
Understand a situation before it is revealed
For the most part they are still part of a kindergarten
Pack of kids lost to the adults
Who may not want to rescue them
It was all part of the package
These people who forgot what happened
In America after world war
When the colleges were taken over
And the spiritual leaders such as Mansion
Had thousanads of followers
Who went unchecked.
Those people never gave up their quest
Nor are we going to see an end to the shootings
And mass incidents of mayhem.
The investigations these girls are doing
Is with them not knowing who they are
To anyone but one person
Is it not odd they don't give up
Instead, their own siblings
Rise up and cause harm without them
Calling it in, they would whether
A school be shot, or a woman be raped
Then tell the truth that they are all delusional
None of them are princesses
Not even Meghan Markle
Nor Kate Middleton
Who will stop the rise of the ghosts
Who appear right next to the rest
AS if they have a right
Beware of those you are told to trust
No one can have a baby before they are 12 or 15
No one has more than 200 different children
No one believes they are going to tell
Someone else how to shop or eat
Nor that their money is theirs
The control freak that this generation
Is frightening that a young man
Is going to go into a home
And explain to a woman how he feels
She is not voting the way he wants
Not speaking the way, he approves
Nor dresses or entertains
It is what my complaints of Jimmy
Are all about but widespread
Jimmy always comes home to the same
But has betrayed everyone else
He has no knowledge of truth
He lives in a fantasy world
And so has the once respected journalist world
Where they went and asked questions
And then told us what was true
Not stand behind a man of questionable resources
This war is wrong, and it is being fought for the wrong reasons
When are they going to stop
And smell the roses?
Instaad of leading us all on to the wrong road of destruction?
Those ships of old rode the high waves
Asa well as the deserts as caravans
There is no end in false informatin
Which will lead to more harm
When little girls just want to sit
Ad watch mom work even at home
On her own computer
Such as Lindsay who was well known
For her interference and even had a judge
Sit down on Good morning America
And demand she acknowledge him
She did not do it his way.
But then she does not live in Chicago.
Al Capone would be ashamed
That D. C. the swamp on the Potomoc
Has been taken over by the riff raff
Ghosts walk amongst us, and no one cares
As long as they keep up the jargon
And don't look homeless
Who were once honest individuals
But no more, they are scam artists
Encouraged by the country workers
Who only want to defraud the federal government
And now it is upon us, the day of reckoning....
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