I listened, via television, to a close advisor to “Der Fuehrer”,
so close indeed that if “Our Messiah” turned too abruptly
this advisor’s rather prominent nose would, no doubt, be broken.
When this fellow spoke, it was the equivalent of turning on
a sewer evacuation pump.
The fact is that these acolytes of “He who walks on the water”,
live in another world; an underworld. They are white collar gangsters.
Their world is the sewer; they talk shit, they do shit,
and they expect us to eat this shit.
Islander