Oh Mr. President. (to mcradloff)

This is no birthday song or well mannered greeting,
These are words from the mouth of the hand that has been feeding,
From the one you've been starving due to your greed seeds seeding,
I see your stupidity & arrogance, I see a nation grieving,
If they are not now, they'll cry to/for me later,
A simple man who thrives for the same as any other,
Freedom, happiness, respect, equality, choice, a voice, I'm covered.
Mr. obama those gigantic ears don't mean much when there is no brain between them.
I oppose you entirely.
My mother has more business experience than you do monkey boy,
Our 22nd amendment will stay!
Your on your last term so good luck disassembling the great U.S.A.
Your presidential directive 51 will give way,
I will do all I can with all my might to expose the real you,
To help this country see, if the Egyptians can take back their land from democracy,
So can we.
You will fall!
Trust, this has nothing to do with race.
It has everything to do with you working so hard to destroy what my forefathers worked so damn hard to have stay.
It has everything to do with your lies!
We've never had a president who blames so much on so many others than himself!
Lol & this man leads our country?
He knows how to fix the economy!? Lol shoot me now.
Kidding, I live to fight, for my children, the way my fathers father did for his.
The way my father fought for mine!
Now Mr. President, keep in mind,
I've said what I've said & I've said it oh so kind,
This is rated G.
If you want the R version,
Come see me!
The leader of the free new country!
We the people are sick of being walked on!
We the people will no longer fear the government which intimidates the weak,
The government will fear the people as they should,
Government needs to shrink.
We the people must get of the couch, turn off fox news, forget American idol & look to real situations that honestly affect in infect our lives!
Chem-trails! Research that!
if that doesn't p!ss you off then sit on your couch with your Cheetos and die.
I'm sick of that ish infecting my life!

Mr. president.
Austin J.Frick
Age Of Reason Is Now
2-18-'13.
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
Presidents day write.

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