The Fascists When They Come Poem by Raymond Farrell

The Fascists When They Come



The Fascists when they come
May be wearing jack boots
Goose stepping in unison
Each step landing
With a loud thud
Others may be wearing hobnails
When they knock you down
They put the boots to you
But today's Liberal PC Fascists
Are wearing soft slippers
And speak kind, sweet words
So by stealth and deception
They are doing with great skill
What Fascists have always done
First restricting and then removing
People's rights - one by one.

Tuesday, November 8, 2016
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Raymond Farrell

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Perth, Ontario
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