XXXIV Vince Casanova
Your biased papers spread the commie word;
Poor judgment rivaling the movie stars;
Neglecting all the horrid things you heard;
And catering to the lowlifes in the bars.
Our Lady Liberty still bears your scars;
From all the crappy leftist things you wrote;
Promoting failure; undermining wars;
And making our true statesmen look like goats.
On mediocrity there is no ship that floats,
We won't be missing all your bankrupt rags;
Your stomach reels from lies and now it bloats!
The doctors cannot help--go pack your bags!
Oh! Did we tell you that you were a loon?
And your "new house" is simply a commune.
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