I Am Tired of Being PC
By Elton Camp
Have we no longer got a right to speak plain
For fear somebody will whine and complain
A contender for president we can’t call fat
He is, so what can really be wrong with that
Another, since she’s a female, we can’t say
You’re too stupid to be president anyway
And too the person who has a turnip’s IQ
To call “retarded” just simply won’t do
And anyone confined to use a wheelchair
To say is “crippled” we just don’t dare
Why must I give praise to an odious brat
When he actually looks like some sick rat
The black who blames his failures on race
Can’t be called on, the actual truth to face
Man, you’re a loser and always have been
Because your’re dumb, not due to your skin
Even when commenting on a poetry site
To say a poem is rubbish is called spite
Even if the writer is barely semiliterate
Say it and others will have an angry fit
We can no longer call things what they are
For to speak the truth is going way too far
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