AS GOD IS MY WITLESS (November 12)
Although Dems deny it, Adam Schiff is my Pilate.
(After all, I am your savior.)
But when I'm attacked, unlike Christ, I strike back.
In fact, fighting's my favorite flavor.
(Except, I guess, for sex that's coerced,
which, since I am tactful, is not perverse.
It's merely a little colluding corruption,
along with a dash of justice obstruction.
These women who play at being “annoyed”,
in truth enjoy being toyed with by boys,
deploying coyness to increase their fees
for NDA's and divorce decrees.)
If you permit “Shifty” to crucify me
because of my Kiev chicanery,
there will be no more judges
who really “like beer”.
(And who, like you, detest all things queer.)
Friends, Romans, countrymen: lend me your ear.
Stand firm. Do not budge.
Ignore the sludge
and the sewage.
Consider it truage.