No manger scene at city hall
or caroling at school,
no city workers stringing lights,
come on, you know the rule.
No pageants of the savior’s birth,
we wish not to offend.
No prayers of thanks made publicly,
these laws we mustn’t bend.
No decorated Christmas tree
with ornaments all shiny
to be displayed on public land
or the ACLU gets whiny.
But Merry Christmas anyway
with joy to last the season,
just be careful what you say
and now you know the reason.
Categories:
aclu, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
What right have men to bundle Christmas snow
Who know full well their efforts end in death?
When up comes the sun, seen baking below,
A mis’rable puddle gasping for breath.
Where’s the compassion and holiday cheer
In stabbing an icon with carrot and stick?
Not only once but it’s year after year;
Truly, I tell you, they’ve gotta be sick.
And now this cartoon drawn mocking his fate!
Frosty, hang in there, we’re all on your side.
Tell greedy Fido his playtime can wait,
Arms aren’t attachments so easily pried.
Way beyond wrong, what these tormentors do -
Someone, please help, call the ACLU!
1/15/2017
Submitted for: Silly Christmas Cartoon
Categories:
aclu, christmas, funny,
Form: Sonnet
There sitting behind the wheel of that big yellow school bus
No one ever made a big deal or even raised any kind of fuss
As she drove along the road humming that same song everyday
It was the seed she sowed in getting these children on their way
Maybe you heard the song before the one called Amazing Grace
From the first time opening up the door till she emptied out the place
Subtlety humming this beautiful melody as along her route she went
To me it was just nice to see in knowing all the love that was meant
But then the A.C.L.U. came along for one such mother didn't agree
Saying that "you can't hum that song for it's very offensive to me"
They made a big federal case out of it where it soon reached a judge
He said, "now Miss, you need to quit", on others rights you can't trudge
That Monday morning soon came yet very little seemed to have changed
The song still seemed the same just that some notes were rearranged
See, she wrote a song about an "amazing bus,and how sweet was the sound"
And no one even raised a fuss "In never getting lost in being homeward bound"
Categories:
aclu, conflict, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
I have always had a strong dislike for the A.C.L.U.
As a poem I wrote earlier reveals by stating what's true
As they are continually pushing away the Hand of God
Do they not know the ground upon on which they trod
And now feeling all high and mighty on their pointed little perch
They are now going all in by attacking the Pope and His Church
Oh how easy it would be for anyone of us to sit back and criticize
But to hear it coming from their lips is something I truly despise
In their attempt to have every Cross taken down in this land
What they can't realize is that God's plan is so far more grand
And while God has created them and will destroy them as such
Many are the one's who will ultimately end up missing His Touch
The weight of their immorality crushes any begotten good
That's one thing that all of our Founding Fathers understood
That we were all created equal by God's very own Hand
I can only turn and cringe as against the Almighty they stand
Categories:
aclu, birth, judgement, murder,
Form: Rhyme
Viewing a commercial this morning being a rarity for myself
Watching television these past years but intrigued perhaps their
Advertisement similar unto feed the children world vision or as such
The bit which made myself smile was the contact phone number given in
1-888-699-3331 ? So sweet especially because I too love precious little kitties
Poochies and actually all her creation these babies: then, we find the aclu barking
Another treatening suit about LA county resurrecting Love's Cross: damaged via quake....
Memories white hoods quite ironic pagans dreams volcanic altars an infant weeping for life.
Categories:
aclu, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form: I do not know?
GOD TRIED TO ROB THIS FROM ME
He has his favorite old raincoat
he has a favorite sport
he has a favorite sailboat
and he has his favorite court
he has his favorite chair
he has his favorite fudge
he has his favorite eclair
and he has his favorite judge
he has his favorite pet
he has his favorite vista and view
he has his favorite room to let
and he has his favorite lawyer from the A.C.L.U.
He has his favorite flavor ice cream
he has his own reasons to shed salty and tepid tears
he has his favorite football team
and Jack Sezlow had his favorite jail cell for twenty-five years
© 2012......copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee~
Categories:
aclu, angst,
Form: Quatrain
The courtroom atmosphere was electric kangaroo
the prosecution had succeeded in pulling off a coup.
They had Jesus handcuffed with some other Nazarenes
wearing inmate orange and strung out on Thorazine.
The defense objected wildly, understandably distraught,
Pilot overruled the motion and yelled "order in the court."
The ACLU applauded, it was a victory
for all their godless secular ideology.
The mood outside the courthouse grew increasingly intense
as Pilot played the media robed in his innocence.
Then the liberals went ecstatic when he washed his hands
and released Barabbas who took off for Disneyland.
The whole thing was a set up but no one gave a care,
the crowd was in a frenzy, the smell of blood was in the air.
The mob chanted "crucifixion" but it got delayed
when there was a protest the cross was not union made.
Categories:
aclu, funny,
Form: Couplet
B eginning of the end if they are allowed to exist
A nnihilation of our rights if we try to resist
N ot allowing terrorists more than a slap on the wrist
T rying to destroy the American way
H arboring criminals. Make honest citizens pay
E nding the freedoms that we know today
A nti-American subversive organization
C ommunist, Fascist, disrupting the nation
L ies and deception, their aspiration
U surping the constitution, their destination.
Categories:
aclu, social,
Form: Acrostic
Oh, there used to be a Decoration Day
Set aside for our Civil War dead,
That later was changed to honor all those gone
That live on in both our hearts and head.
But now it just seems another holiday
When we lay flowers and we grill steaks—
We scarcely note those veterans on parade
Or the ones that died for all our sakes.
And there used to be an America, too,
That we all knew to be the fairest—
When all our heroes were cowboys and John Wayne,
Not Britney or that Hilton, Paris.
Yes, there used to be an America, true,
When outlaws were stopped at the border—
We stood for truth and the American way—
Knew the meaning of law and order.
Oh, there used to be a Memorial Day
When flags proudly waved red, white and blue—
And we smoked if we liked and all spoke our minds
Without fear of the ACLU.
Yes, there still is found a Memorial Day,
But our freedoms are now far and few—
We are silent as they are taken away
And next, they will come for me and you.
Categories:
aclu, angst, introspection, sad, social,
Form: I do not know?
Oh, where have all the cowboys gone
That weren’t afraid to speak their mind?
Oh, where have all the cowboys gone—
Have they rode off with us behind?
We used to know the right from wrong
And not all things were for a buck—
Our boys once grew both tall and strong
And all they needed was some luck.
But things have changed in this dark land
And correctness is now the word—
We’re all afraid to take a stand
And America’s now absurd!
So now we take Christ from Christmas
And are afraid to say His name—
The ACLU now makes a fuss—
And we all have to play the game!
So now we all stick up our hands—
Robbed of what all the brave have died—
And let the bad guys make their plans
As our leaders played tricks and lied.
But our time will come once again
And we’ll ride strong and still be free—
If we call the Almighty, friend,
And open hearts and eyes to see.
Yes, where have all the cowboys gone
That aren’t afraid to speak their mind?
Yes, where have all the cowboys gone?
They have not left us all behind.
Categories:
aclu, angst, cowboy-western, faith, loss,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
You are a human being they told me, something you should treasure
But isn't a human being the only animal who kills for pleasure?
Man's inhumanity to man, a crime like no other
The first family on earth had brother killing brother
We are power hungry bastards from the cradle to the grave
We pillage other countries and the survivors we enslave
Politicians lie to their people saying only what they want to hear
Stripping their own of a sense of pride and instilling a state of fear
They speak of human rights and how our country has been torn
Then turn around and murder a child before he's even born
For killers and rapists and dealers the ACLU has led many fights
Then tell a six year old rape victim that she really has no civil rights
We can't teach about Jesus, our school teachers must be mum
We can teach about Hitler, Stalin and other human scum
People kill each other for no reason every day
Then a lower form of life, a lawyer saves his day
Where is justice? Nowhere in sight.
Anything is legal if the price is right
You are a human being. This is what they proudly proclaim
If I am a human being, then I should hang my head in shame.
Categories:
aclu, confusion, social,
Form: Couplet