Ode To a Funeral Circus for the mental midget Michael Brown
Chants, rants, low hanging pants.
Liars, criers, truth deniers.
Speakers of little schooling, drooling,
It's only just themselves they're fooling.
A thousand cameras, a world stage
For ignorant actors filled with rage..
Blame the White Man...it's all his fault.
You sound like idiots brainwashed in a cult.
Ain't no shortage of donkeys & Clowns
In a dreadful place called Ferguson town.
Big Mike is dead, and he's gone on to Hell
Was no saint, no matter what or how loud you yell.
Make you some noise, lose all of your poise,
Waste some more time defending thug boys.
Assemble the W (iggers)
Let them cry while grave diggers
Dig a hole in the ground
For a thug named Mike Brown.
Bury em deep,
l laugh while you weep.
The Whole World is Watching...and They're Laughing At You
Sunday, November 16, 2014
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