The greed of Mitch McConnell
Is very great indeed,
He’ll do whatever con’ll
Help his dark plans proceed.
He will not stop at lying,
He’s good at sabotage,
He’s vigorous denying
When he's in camouflage.
“I can’t abide a nigger”
Is what he likes to say,
“And I feel so much bigger
When stepping in his way.”
I pray to God in heaven
Both morning, night and noon,
That karma makes things even
And justice calls the tune,
For Mitch belongs with devils,
His conscience pecked by daws
If heaven’s mandate levels
Just sentence with just laws.
“No, no, I can’t abide him,”
He’ll shake his head and weep—
Good southern boys beside him
The company he’ll keep.
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