The art of Kevin Blythe Sampson

THE ART OF
KEVIN BLYTHE SAMPSON

9/2/08

McCain and Palin

McCain

Let me tell you some thing

Buddy

I am so sick and tired of hearing about Vietnam

Weren’t we just about to burn the country down?

Not that long ago

Over that damn war

What are we talking about?

Here

You were in a prisoner of war camp

Don’t you think that it just might have made you crazy?

One rehab and I lost it

V C's beating you and the like

I know you got to be off the deep end

I don’t want your finger on the button

And can you even wake up at 300 am

With out medication

It takes me two hours

And ten cups of coffee

Just for my eyes to clear

Prisoner of war

I would have been cooking for those Viet Cong

If it stopped them from hitting me

What wrong with you fool

Cant any one see that this doesn’t make you stronger

It just makes you crazy

Anyway

I WOKE UP TODAY

And saw that McCain had picked a woman

And I got scared

My stomach started to hurt

Then I started reading

You know what I found out

About this woman

Not much

There isn’t much to know

She is a house frau

A soccer mom

No disrespect to them

But for Gods sake

McCain

He is so old and behind the times

That his bold strokes

Are simply strokes?

I am astounded about how much I have learned this week

I learned what this election meant to woman

I mean I already knew

But I am much too self absorbed

And single minded

To care about much

Until my boy got in

I know I am evil

Some times

Now

I don’t agree with the Hillary woman on some points

Mainly that they hesitated to back Obama

Not much more than that

And I do see that for woman it was just as important

As Obama was for blacks

What ever .........loll

But

Today I realized that McCain is a chauvinist pig

I am reviving all of the lost terms

Soul brother

Power to the people

And the rest

Anyway McCain

He married a Barbie doll

And he just picked a secretary

Not a vice president

This guy doesn’t have a clue

And look

I am fifty-five or so

I think

I lie so much about my age

And

My mind is half gone already

I can’t take noise

I can’t take people

I like the quiet

The dark

And food

You know you are becoming old

When food becomes the most important thing

So

If I am this messed up already

What the hell is McCain?

The walking corpse feeling

My back hurts

My ears hurt

Every thing hurts

The pain the pain

Who could run a country?

With all of this pain

And bad nerves

Anyway

Where was I?

The bottom line is

McCain has no respect for the intelligence of womankind

Hillary

You can say what ever you want about Hillary

But that woman is big time smart

Sharp

And mean as any man

She is smarter than bill

Bill is just a better hustler

A pimp more or less

But for McCain to put this Barbie doll

Up against the likes of one of the worlds brightest and most exp woman.............I should say people

Is an insult to us all?

Pro life house frau

Silly bimbo

With a voice that makes me want to cry

Hey one more thing

What is it about getting old?

That makes listening to others so hard

If some one’s voice annoys me at all

I can’t listen to or watch them on television

Wolf blitzer drives me mad

And Lou Dobbs rant

Now makes me ill

Anyway

It’s that addd

addd again

Anyway

Hillary’s woman

Are not going to fall for this

Silly nilly

Beer fest

Beauty queen

I can’t wait

To watch the debate

Ok

My stomach is much better now

I am stuffing my self with brazilin food

As I write this

Which by the way

Always needs some thing more to me

Lemon my ass................

Where for gods sake is the barbeque sauce

Hot sauce and barbeque chips

Who can eat like this?

And why

For God sake

Haven’t these damn people ever heard of ketchup?

Or cold slaw............

Ok ill stop

I told you this

Its old age

And you want to elect someone 20 years older than me

Damn

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