Forsaken folks from foreign lands stand still in circumspection;
I among them, ticker off the smells of faint affection.
Frozen feelers, feeling frozen, fooling fools into being frightened,
while tightly tightened, lightly lightened, fighting fighters lightly fightened.

Intrepid girls who know their cunts distinctly from practical use,
Are met with scorn and nasty porn when they try to protest their abuse.
Why the fuck do folks not see that things were not always this way?
And that the reason for the season is just the ability to pay?

Relationships are torn apart by bleeding hearts and money's farts.
While the rich just sit and bitch 'bout taxes when folks are fucking dying.
I see an SUV and think the driver must be rink-a-dink,
And by "rink-a-dink" I mean ignorant.

The aphorism "All we have to fear is fear itself" is only true
Because we don't know what to be afraid of, or who.
Passive minds and massive behinds are harbingers of a coming revolution.
And don't think your dicks will save you, fellas, they won't be part of the solution.