Walter E. Ferguson III


Rise Against the Wind (bags)


Rise against the wind, my friend,
The way a kite must fly:
It is the way you must defend
Our freedom; Raise the cry!

A little boy can't fly a kite
Unless againt the breeze
It rises, and sets itself aright:
Momentum it must seize.

We must oppose elitist men
Whose arrogance is shown:
Escapes the hot air out thier mouths
When they speak in a microphone!

Sel; f-righteous windbags, this they say,
'For us they know what's best.'
Yet with ev'ry move they make
The economy's more distressed.

The First Amendment tells Congress
They can't abridge free speeches.
Yet McCain abd Feingold's law
The Constitution breeches!

We must oppose the windbags' laws
And uphold freedom's Creed.
Just one conclusion can be drawn:
That Congress cannot read!

Submitted: Monday, November 15, 2010

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