A Whale’s Tale

Goodbye, land whale grist—,
Though I never knew you that well at all,
‘Cause on personality alone, definitely WNB.

Ain’t no harm in Yellen,
If you’re Obama bin Bernankified—,
They sent you to charge their dodgers,
But one man’s charge you could not dodge.

It seems to me that you lived your life,
Like a sheeple in the pen,
Being stupid—who you’d cling to—when the pain set in!

And I would have loved to love you,
But you were the E-stab-lish-ment’s,
Your womanhood burned out long before,
Your childhood ever did.

You were dying,
To believe what they said,
Bernays scripted a superstar role,
Exactly the role you played.

You’re as good as a man,
Until it’s time to destroy—,
Evil men, productively able,
They deserve to die!

It seems to me that you lived your life,
Like a sheeple in the pen,
Never knowing—flesh to cling to—how this reign set in.

And I would have loved to love you,
But you were damaged, kid,
Your womanhood burned out long before,
Your childhood ever did—, id—, id—, id—.

—‘Reality’ Doug, 16 August 2017

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About ‘Reality’ Doug

I'm feed up with herd people, so civil and uncivilized, these feckless barbarians with manicures. Where is Galt's Gulch? and where are the people to go there? Who am I? Who is John Galt?
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