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We once had the right to object;
before we became so politically correct.
Now we have the right, only to be offended
and upended by anything being said.
We men can’t compliment women on their derrieres,
and are often looked upon as suspicious
if we say we really like their hair.
It is impossible to speak of Religion these days
as it is God who has developed a potty mouth.
Everything said is blasphemous to our sensitive ears.
And less we want to burn in hell we better
change our evil ways.
Individuals and special interest groups
now determine who is in and who is out.
This week the Palestinians and next month the Jews,
but nothing is ever settled as chaos is the only way
through which the Global Agenda is further moved.
2008 ©
Ted Sheridan
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