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CRACKER PRAYER
 
LAMENT OF THE OLD WHITE GUARD or “I’VE GOT THOSE YUPPIE HONKEY SHRINKING MAJORITY BLUES”

I don’t know why they think they should come
Or from beneath which rocks they’re crawling from;
The haitians, the spics, the muslims, the chinks,
Those hindi rag-heads, hmongs, and dinks.
And what about the fags spreading such fear
Trying to poison our kids and turn us all queer?
And those whining blacks... will they ever stop
Driving us nuts with their moronic hip-hop?
Plus the career pan-handlers; talk about shame...
They’ve given begging a really bad name.
And as for the hispanics, just you wait!
In another ten years they’ll own the whole state.
What’s happened to us? We’ve taken the screws!
Seems we’ve gone the way of those annoying jews.
So, Lord, let us hang on to what left we’ve got;
Please restore upon us our God given lot.
(And could you see it to grant one other small wish
Concerning that flip couple that smells like fish?
You know them, they sit behind me at Mass,
That flip guy and his wife with the flabby ass.
Could you fix it so they go to some other place
To prattle and pray with their own foul race?)
So, forgive me for sounding Waspish and scrappy
But if You’ll answer this prayer, Lord knows I’ll be happy!

Joseph I. Middlesworth
10/19

By ishmael

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