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Poor Casey
Poor Casey
Poor Casey sees his mother,
Being used but once again,
To mouth words of another,
Likes of who did him in.
Poor fool she is, and poorly used,
To claim the mothers place,
Of one who died and nows abused,
By his mother now disgraced.
Poor Casey fought to win his war,
He fought to do whats right;
His memorys now become a sore,
In his mothers fool cast light.
A young man felt the need to serve,
To meet his countrys need;
But mother felt the need for fame,
To salve her egos greed.
Poor Casey rests now sorely,
A boy stressed in his grave,
Served by his mother poorly,
A soulless left wing slave,
Who postures on the very ground,
That shelters Caseys soul,
A foolish, faithless media hound,
Who disgraced her brave son's role.
Ah, Cindy, Lass, you sold your soul, for fortunes fleeting fame,
To dance upon your sons grave and disgrace his warriors name.
May God sometime forgive you, but we warriors never will,
You sold your soul, sold out your son, someday youll pay the bill.
Russ Vaughn
Note: May God forgive Cindy Sheehan; I will not, ever. In the history of this country no mother has ever done so much to disgrace the memory of a fallen, warrior son. Cindy Sheehan has placed herself in the infamous ranks of Jane Fonda and John Kerry, all traitors to their country. All three are opportunistic, soulless cretins who sold their souls for fame and political fortune.
Damn them forever.
Posted by: Clairt Omaimp3778 2006-03-17 |
http://www.rantburg.com/poparticle.php?ID=145764 |
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