A black crook chokes to death in Minnesota,
The left are on the streets there and worldwide.
DC, white couple slain, not an iota
Of grief for the two innocents who died.
A bomb explodes in Manchester Arena;
Resist the racist backlash, folk are told;
The sheeple are convinced there’s nothing meaner
Than righteous anger. Dismally, they fold.
Meanwhile, the boats keep coming and displacing
The natives of these islands year by year;
Our culture and traditions fast erasing
To cries of “Refugees are welcome here!”.
When will the left be satisfied, if ever?
When will they cease their cries and turn the page?
The answer is a qualified whenever
The last white woman turns child-bearing age.
May 28, 2025
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