Parkinsons Jail - a poem ode to Alito and his base

[DanCa]

I woke up this morning choking on my own spit
My body was frozen, I couldn’t move my little finger one bit
One hour lately I could start to move my pinky, albiet just a flick
Republicans are such pieces of shit.

I woke up two hours later and I could finally step down,
My ankles so stiff and swellon the pain caused me to frown.
I took a step, first one the two
That’s when the pain hit again
Republicans I hate you.

I fell hard on the floor this morning
Because I had to use the bathroom in a hury
And its over embryos that lifers do worry
Where were they this morning
When the floor I do hit
Where were they this morning on the floor I shit

I have tremors this morning
I ll have dyskenisa this night
Suffering for someones else religious’ beliefs
Just aint right

I need help help dressin’ and tying my shoe
And sometimes eatting soup
I just want a hug or maybe when able someone to talk to
Oh Republican’s my soul is seething
Oh how I hate you

Oh republican’s who view the embryo
so fragile and frail
Thank you so much for condeming me to
Parkinson’s Jail.

You say my religious beliefs arent
strong enough to be consider christian
I pray to my god every day for a cure
and you call me a toddler killer and
want me too bring to a court for murder and treason
How can you celebrate Jesus's christ birth this Christmas season.

So preach your christanity and keep me in this damn chair
Steal my ssdi and than lie and tell me how much you care
Untill you whipe the shit off my ass or spend a day in my chair
Your voices are hallow, you just have the president by his short hairs.

[DanCa]

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