It's 'we The People, ' Pinos Poem by Francie Lynch

I know you've heard of RINOs,
Perhaps you've heard of DINOs,
Some Christians are called CINOs,
Are those men mere MINOs.
Women become WINOs
(the irony doesn't escape me thouogh)
Humans evolved to HINOs;
Friends are friends
I'll never call them FINOs.
Avoid lovers who are LINOs,
And teachers who are TINOs.
Could a Jew ever be a JINO?

But make no mistake:
Terrorists are Terrorists,
Jihadists are Jihadists,
Haters are Haters,
War mongers are war mongers,
Liars lie.

It's 'We the People, ' PINOs.