One day a fourth-grade te acher asked the children what their mothers did for a living.
All the typical answers came up -- teacher, nurse, businesswoman, saleswoman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth.
However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his mother, he replied,
'Well my mother's an exotic dancer in a cabaret and takes off all her clothes in front of men and they put money in her underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, she will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money.'
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin aside to ask him,
'Is that really true about your mother?'
'No,' the boy said, 'She works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids.'
You need to do your self a favor and vote democrat its what you are in your heart.
With all the lies in the books
to make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep with a gun
and keep an eye on you son
so they can watch all the things you do.
Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk,
Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They gonna rip up your heads
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine