Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Rapper's Delight: Lin-Manuel Miranda vs. Bathhouse John in a Sound Stage Yarn

This Sarcasm Just In...

Rapper's Delight: Lin-Manuel Miranda vs. Bathhouse John in a Sound Stage Yarn

By Bathhouse John for Vox Populi | November 29, 2016 at 12 PM (“High Noon”)

Somewhere in a land far, far away from sanity, two giants of the political arena duke it out in a rap battle of historic proportions. (Psst: a sound stage somewhere in the Tribeca “hood” of New York City.)

Illegal Immigration

If I've told you once-
I've told you thrice,
My peops need a place,
In this space...to congregate,
Ain’t nothing back home,
From whence they came,
No food, jobs, safety, electric hums,
Dee Yanquis sure got it made!

If I've told you once-
I've told you thrice,
My peops need a place,
To raise their families and be safe.
We know you shain’t go home,
From whence you roam,
No food, jobs, safety, electric hums,
Ain’t that your country's conundrum?

The Wall

Yo, Miranda!

What up, G?

What's the big deal, this great wall, to someday see?

Never, never, never, over my dead body-

Don't be so sedate when truth will but comply-

Me, oh, my! A wall's an offense to me - worse than an STD.

“I see!” said Mr. Blind, caught without a way to slither in, not even on a creeping vine.

No, no, that's OK, Mr. BJ!
A wall's “no bueno” to me and my company,
Now I suggest you take your bricks au lay,
And shove them where even the devil won’t play.

Contraire savoir-faire . . . the inverse plays better,
Murderers, rapists, even drug running thug clutter,
May take a lesson from their own history - remember?
Pancho Villa wouldn’t put up with this and neither will us either.

A Tag Team unfolds. In jumps George “Globalist Goober” Soros  to back up his homie, Lin-Manuel Miranda.

Meine Gute, slave labor's the game - a wall?
A huge impediment to Wall Street and profits insane,
This is a story even The King of horror cannot draft,
Look out America, you’re gonna see your dollar fall flat.

In jumps Angela “The Hunny” Merkel  to back up her homie, Bathhouse John.

Gather ‘round kids and let me sing,
Boy, oh, boy, have I seen such a thing,
Europe's illegal immigrants have caused such a clatter,
I decided to deport quite a few hundred thousand on a silver platter.

MIRANDA hugs and kisses Soros on the lips.

BATHHOUSE JOHN hugs but refuses to kiss MERKEL (who’s OK with it); they shake hands.


Oh, my, kiss the man on the lips,
Obama, Obama, believe me I tried,
What a hunk-

Yo, Miranda - stick to the point of this row!
Your dope don’t even rhyme-

Sure, sure, my domineering fiend,
I'll properly oar the row,
The Alt Right wants to shut down BO's greatest show
On earth - HIS freebies to his peops are now blowin' in the wind.
And burnin' deep in the fires of economic sin.


Willing welfare lifers, most lazy, full o' excuses,
Of why they just take and take and take,
Leavin' the working taxpayers to eat the crappiest of crape,
Left over by the Dems Wizard of Oz - a trivial Dr. Seuss!

Whoa, there, Flo, this ain’t no commercial!
Stop stereotypin' the peops who just take from shills!
Too stupid to stand up and shout, "No, more - I'm no dill!"
Get your own damn healthcare and leave my shekels, my own wallet to fill.

WDC - The Swamp

That swamp is my pool,
Swimming ‘round and playin' the fool.
Alligators, snakes all are my best friends,
Most of all Soros with another trick just 'round the bend.
(Break Dances)

G - Don’t you think I know, fool!
Playin' like doobied up kids, snackin' till you drool?
The Demi insiders captain the ship of greed,
Low ridin' along like Catherine the Great with her favorite steed.
(Disco dances)

Radical Islamic Terrorist

Radical Islamic Terrorists - so I said the words?
What's up with Obama who won't utter the scourge?
Is he a phony, nothin’ but two pieces of baloney?
Another crooked Chicago pol - someone's Alt Left cronie?
"Allahu Akbar!" amidst death sounds awful - nay stuffy?

Hey, fool, don’t mess with my downtown homies!
I'm tired of hearing the same 'ol, same ‘ol blow mes.
What gives dog, if they wear a hijab and a berka for ease?
As long as they salute the flag and yell beforehand, it don’t bother me.
"Allahu Akbar!" amidst death sounds awful tough, see?

No rappers were intended to be offended.

Unless you’re a Willing Welfare Lifer, 1%er, or just plain stupid, don’t be fooled by the Democratic Nazi Party of America, or their presidential selection, Barack Obama. The globalists are running scared. Yeah, well, Donald J. Trump is no angel but his worst traits are saintly compared to the DNPA’s best. If you don’t take that to the bank, the DNPA will take you to the cleaners - and along for a Chicago-style “one way ride.”

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