Garbled Crock's Satire

Douglas .L. Crockett

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A conservatives satire of current events in a poetic format
My book has 75 poems, nearly all of them taken from current events. I am very conservative so they lean that way. There is a mixture of comedy and also more serious rants. Sometimes I get upset watching the news or opinion shows.

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• Poetry

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• Publié par: Archway Publishing
• Date de parution: 24 mars 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781665740333
• Langue: English

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Garbled Crock’s Satire


CONSERVATIVE POLITICAL SATIRE IN POETIC FORMAT





DOUGLAS .L. CROCKETT









Copyright © 2023 Douglas .L. Crockett.

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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.



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ISBN: 978-1-6657-4036-4 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6657-4034-0 (hc)
ISBN: 978-1-6657-4033-3 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2023904650



Archway Publishing rev. date: 03/10/2023



Contents
The Election Blues
We Deserve
Oh Canada
Good vs Evil
When The Child Cries
2 Days Before Christmas
The Night Before Xmas
Joe &Friday the 13 th
Woke No More
The Culprit
Joey the Racist
They! Who the Hell Are They?
A Warning
Bad Educations
I’m Sure
Back on Track
The Hag’s Back
Peas in a Pod
We the People
Ranting Again
The Promised Land
Document Dumper
Depressing Presser
Joe’s Tongue
A Sorry Sight
AKA-Joe Biden
Message #1
Sanity Breached
The Land of Debauchery
The Thing of It Is
Staying Focused
Behind the Barn
When Joe Went Down To Georgia
Biased Clown Shows
The Ballad of Nancy
Perverted Pedos
Message To The GOP
No Trust
The TDS Bandwagon
My About Face
Land of the Lost
Rumors of Evil
Biden’s Big Lie
Independents
Progressives
Get Your Damn Act Together
The Smell on the Hill
Blind, Deaf and Dumb
What Can Democrats Do
What Can Democrats Do
A Woke Awakening
What A Good Deal
Hunter Had A Gun
Who’s Walking Now
The Streets of L.A.
Amorality Reigns
Yeah Right
Look in the Mirror
Joe = Joke
A Prayer For The Times
WTH
Hillary’s Legacy
The Cabal
New Face Of Evil
The Raid
A Double Edged Message
She’s Talkin’ Bout Joe
I Will Not Be Controlled
Angel’s Wings
Hero or Zero
This Is More Like It
The Way It Seems

















I decided to start my book with this poem as it [IMHO] is the reason Donald Trump lost the election and the reason we are all suffering from “THE ELECTION BLUES”



The Election Blues
There’s trouble in the air tonight.
I feel it everywhere. I’ve got a sinking feeling.
This election isn’t fair.
The ballot box was loaded.
Filled right to the gills.
Full of phony ballots, to subvert the people’s will.
They handed out assignments.
Putting suitcases into hands. Full of phony ballots.
Just the way they planned.
Drop it at the backdoor and get paid twenty grand.
They’re not sorry that it ends like this.
But someone had to lose. It’s the nature of this business.
It’s the election blues.
The fraudsters and the cheaters, Demonrats, sometimes the law.
The pay-offs and the rip-offs, the crimes nobody saw.
Don’t matter if it’s Biden or other commie trash.
You can always buy elections. All it takes is cash.
There’s lots of crooked demonrats. Lots of shady deals.
All of them have alibis. In case somebody squeals.
It’s the draw of gaining power. A lust that’s very real.
You would understand it better.
If you share my views, It’s the ultimate of con-jobs.
It’s the election blues.
You’ll see it in some headlines. But never on fake news.
Demonrats claim they’re not behind it. It’s not the way they play.
It’s fraud down in Atlanta. It’s common in L.A.
It’s cheating up in Michigan. The fraud is here to stay.
It’s an old commie strategy. Deciding who will lose.
It’s the politics of Demonrats.
It’s the election blues.
D.L. CROCKETT 11/18/ 2020



The next poem [WE DESERVE]
I wrote this recently but thought it DESERVES a spot closer to the front of the book.
We all deserve a better government than what we’re getting now, which is nothing but hurtful policies that show exactly how our leaders [oftimes] on both sides of the aisle, DON’T CARE.



We Deserve
We deserve transparency, we’re told there’s nothing to see.
We’re told by bureaucrats how things are going to be.
We deserve explanations, we’re fed gobbledygook.
Although our heads are spinning, from listening to crooks.
We demand our tax dollars are not frittered away.
Yet the national debt is growing by billions each day.
We believe in a free press not a compromised media.
We say “leave our kids alone” democrats push pedophelia.
We think public schools are where the 3 R’s are learned.
Imagine our horror when transgender kids are returned.
We elect politicians who supposedly represent our views.
And seem to get crony-capitalists who do as they choose.
We think police have been hired to protect us and our streets.
Not to be babysitters for perverts and drugged up deadbeats.
We deserve a judiciary that does not coddle criminals.
The results of this pandering to America will be terminal.
This is our country, not some marxist new world order.
We demand an end to the invasion on our southern border.
We demand the same country that our ancestors died for.
Not some communist pipedream the left has in store.
We want our guns and religion and our Bill of Rights.
A return to the days of the past when we win the fights.
We demand fair elections, bereft of democrat fraud.
We demand our rights not be trampled over roughshod.
We want the Pledge of Allegiance to ring in school halls.
We want “One nation under God with Liberty and Justice for ALL!
D.L. Crockett -- 1/16/23



I Wrote the next poem {OH CANADA} after hearing that they were going into the government assisted suicide business. It might seem I’m exaggerating things but I don’t think so. I can see this kind of wholesale denigration of life and religion happening here.



Oh Canada
Are you tired of living, do you need help dropping out?
Come see us in Canada, death is what we’re about.
Why go through all the suffering, We’ve got your pill.
Go out without whimpering, we’ll foot the bill.
Let us worry about God, we’ll accept all the blame.
It’s assisted death, some say murder, what’s in a name.
So pack up your kids, and start up your car.
It’s a hop, skip and a jump, relief’s not very far.
We offer 2 for 1 discounts, 2 adults for the price of one.
We’ll toss in your family, we’ll get you all gone.
Don’t worry about paying, put us into your will.
Nothing to worry about, you’ll just be swell.
Don’t worry about burial costs, we use only mass graves.
No monuments or headstones saying “God Saves”
When the mass graves are filling, we’ll use lots of lime.
Until the bodies dissolve and turn into slime.
We’ll doze the pit over and excavate the next hole.
Creating a giant field of death is one of our goals.
We want forced depopulation, this is the first step.
If your name is Amber Heard, bring us Johnny Depp.
My name is legion, Justin Turdoh, the son of Fidel.
I’m looking forward to an eternity, burning in Hell.
D.L. Crockett -- 12/14/22



Good vs Evil
Is there really a choice between the cult of life and the cult of death?
Between wanting to breathe, or stupidly, holding your breath.
If you see things as I do, a fight between evil and good.
With abortion the worst of all evils, I would do what I could.
I wouldn’t vote for a monster that wants babies to die.
For any heartless evil creep, who’s pushing Satan’s big lie.
I wouldn’t be stupid enough to line up against God.
Supporting the agenda of death from the Master of Fraud.
I would do what I could to spread God’s message of life.
To steer those innocent souls away from Dr. Death’s knife.
The evil is palpable, from those who say they’re pro-choice.
The last thing they want is to hear your dissenting voice.
In pursuit of this slaughter, there isn’t a lie they won’t use.
There’s no pro-life leaning mother, they won’t disabuse.
The numbers are staggering, it is not Man’s finest hour.
It’s the plan of the adversary, subverting God’s power.
Planned Parenthood [a misnomer] is really planned murder.
It’s all about the death of babies and collecting their lucre.
With the end of Roe vs Wade, the left’s doubled down.
They can’t see the sea of death in which their souls drown.
A culture of death is an evil I will never condone.
For remaining silent and complacent I do not wish to atone.
It’s said the pen is a weapon, mightier than t