An Unfit Economical War Of Worsened Times. Poem by Michael Gale

Inflational economy...
Is rising high as in the proverbial Astronomy.

The housing crash is running away as if on the lam...
The Federal Reserve is nothing more than an over charging of
interest's.
What a stupid, silly illegal scam.

Let us just ask for the money to be refunded by the dirty oily Iraq...
Since the time of rebuilding caused by our attack.

For these people of the Middle East, have oil profits they really should spend...
Why not, after all, by us, we've too much money did exhaust
to them to defend.

Why should we be forced to remain a broke and needy country of the poor? ...
By this unholy, costly, evil war?

Gas prices make us dependant to all them dirty Sheiks...
Just ask yourself, you mighty U.S.,
Shall i next to bend over and spread your roundly and dirty cheeks?

The bear will enbattle the flying eagle...
Until the second appearance of His Holy and Royally being as one so loving and Regal.

The Devil will be tossed into the fiery pit...
We'll all be good and foregivenly fit.

We shall then be with our Heavenly Father way up above...
For over a thousand years and eternally more, with him, we'll share His love.