Fascists Make Better Lovers

Whistling past the graveyard don't get it. You've got to SING!

This has little to do with today’s beautiful singalong opportunity, but I have to admit I’m sick to death of seeing President Trump — mashed potatoes be upon his head. There is no purer expression of fascism than the expectation that young people must be willing to kill or be killed to advance some megalomaniacal politician’s dreams of greater wealth and power.

S/Sgt. Barry Sandler, in his ghastly “The Ballad of the Green Berets”, asserted that “our” elite troops “die for those oppressed”. Nope, in almost every case, they die for those doing the oppressing. Vilify Trump for a thousand things, but not for avoiding “service” in Viet Nam.

Trump cap. Trump blouse. Trump car and Trump house.
She loves Fox News and Trump’s views.

Ankle bracelet. Dyed hair. Hoop earrings
My prayer is that she will always be in love with me.

Tonight I’ll see the MAGA gal I love
For an evening of death threats and petting.
She’s down to earth, that MAGA gal I love.
I always know just what I’m getting.

We’ll wear our bright red caps and get in
online scraps with liberals in ALL CAPS.
Our love will never lapse. She’s promised me she’ll never leave me ‘cause
fascists make better lovers.

Pushup bra. Botox. Ooh la la, she rocks.
High heels. It feels so right.

Loaded and locked. Beer guzzled. Boots knocked.
Condom worn. Oaths sworn. My MAGA gal.

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©2024 John Mendelsohn. All rights reserved.

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From The Christian Right Is Like a Beacon, released March 11, 2024
Instrumental accompaniment by Myles Pursglove & His Orchestra.
Vocal accompaniment by the Stage Door Johnnies.