Rev. Nixon


Our Wide Open Borders

President Bones has been ordered to sink the ship
It’s to be done without a nuclear blip

He took down the side rails and let the water rush in
That made him so happy; he had that smirk, grin
Problems are from the north and south, is his spin

The peasants on board screamed we have no work
So the Capitan brought out more of his statistical jerk

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