I Learned to Hate Russians…

Vladimir Vladimirobitch Putin comes out! He said he would do it, proxy-war lord invade the United States’ communications net-work and disrupt the internet and just today I have been victimized as it is a live-streaming Rashists like interference, as…maybe Putin is the “Real PAT”! Yes, an invasion upon my domain that must be from the Putin-O’Bitch”!

And which brings front and center our attention in obligation “We are the World, We are the People” excluding the “Butcher” and his Punkdom. Since the approval rating of the Butcher - look take it or leave it as it is not my problem if the Russians are hood-winked into a propaganda like existence - but an 83% approval rating in Moscow that it is OK to allow the Putin soldiers to brutally kill the fighting Ukraine fathers and disrobe the mothers of young children, then rape the little girls, then when hungry because of this Putin Circus du Solay the lazy son-of-a-obitch soldiers steal humanitarian aid from those same kids that are starving! Well it is time to savor a simple victory even before the “War is over, IMAGINE”, time to rename Vladimir Vladimirobitch’s “Russia” as the “Rashist” nation! FUCK YOU O’BITCH and FUCK every damn Russian that still lives and breaths the Putin “special military operation” as gallantry on display.

Dear Russians, it is time to perform another historic February Revolution! Take the Butcher to the gallows and we will cheer you on when Putin’s last blink of an eye reassures us he is DEAD and then watch in celebration as the war lord vultures consume his ideologies! Anything else is unacceptable, what are you Rashists’ afraid of? Putin is a little putrid punk, a failed KGB book-end that…well we here in America had a near-scare we may have been under the same kind of take-over, with this Trump and his Orangutang posse, but we prevailed so can you. So until death do us Putin parts, repeat after me: “I've learned to hate the Russians all through my whole life”. And to satisfy what the sea to shining sea this land is my land this land is your land considers the “Butcher-O’Bitch”, here comes a little Woody Guthrie repurposed;

Putin like Franco he’s a rumdum bum! Putin like Franco he’s a turd! Putin like Franco he’s a shitty slinger th’ worst I ever heard; Putin like Franco he’s a fart in the wind of dirty & low degree; Putin like Franco he’s a whammmy whamm whammer! The rest I cannot say. Putin like Franco he’s a bullywhip man! Putin like Franco he’s a goon! Putin like Franco he’s a foney baloney! Putin like Franco is a loon! Putin like Franco he’s a frankenstein of dirty and low degree! Putin like Franco he’s a jinnga jinng jinger! The rest I cannot say! Putin like Franco he’s a snattleyrake! Putin like Franco he’s a louse! Putin like Franco he’s a penny me snatcher! Putin like Franco he’s a farce! Putin like Franco he’s a blood spiller thug of dirty & low degree! Putin like Franco he’s a wheengy dingy dinger! The rest I cannot say!

Putin, Putin like Franco, Franco, run quick and see; Run quick an’ see what’s happenin’ ta me; My staff wont stand up hard any more, And I cant satisfy any of my whores. Got me worried. What can I do about it? I’ll just send a telegram right away. To that great sex doctor in the China; He can ship his office machenery [sic] over here today; I’ll borrow enuff money off of Uncle Xi ta pay. Couple a hundred thousand ta get ‘im on his way. When this talk with Uncle Xi was through, That money flew and the doctor, too; Five shiploads of ‘chenery with full train’d crew Tryin’ ta git Putin’s like Franco’s buddy back his longlost youth. Caint guarantee anything. Just makin’ a stab at it.

My guitar has got a label on it that says “This Machine Kills Fascists”—and that is the only thing that makes my guitar play.