The Sound of MAGA

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The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
 
The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
Must be a slow news day.
 
The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
Tissue?
 
The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
The sound of MAGA will be quite different in 2029.
 
The Sound of LEFTISTS

Hello darkness, my companion,
My cranium is like an empty canyon,
Yet with thoughts robustly decayed and creepy,
Canyons profusely decayed and creepy,
In a word, we're absurd,
Come feel our rant, and
Take a stand, with
The shit stains, of

Leftists

-
 
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Runnin' with the Devil​

Song by Van Halen

Yeah, ah
I live my life like there's no tomorrow
All I've got, I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes, I'm livin' at a pace that kills
Ooh, yeah
Ah (runnin' with the Devil)
Ah, ah-ha yeah, whoo-hoo-ooh
(Runnin' with the Devil)
I'll tell you all about it
I found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody waitin' at home
Ah (runnin' with the Devil)
God-damn it lady, you know I ain't lying to ya
I'm only gonna tell you one time
Ah-yeah


:badgrin:
 
The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
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The Sound of LEFTISTS

Hello darkness, my companion,
My cranium is like an empty canyon
Yet with thoughts robustly decayed and creepy
Our canyons abundantly decayed and creepy
In a word, we're absurd, and
You should feel our rant, and
Take a stand, with
The shit stains, of

Leftists

-
Wow! Had to go to what we know best about you -- personal insults with words like Shit stain" etc
 

Runnin' with the Devil​

Song by Van Halen

Yeah, ah
I live my life like there's no tomorrow
All I've got, I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes, I'm livin' at a pace that kills
Ooh, yeah
Ah (runnin' with the Devil)
Ah, ah-ha yeah, whoo-hoo-ooh
(Runnin' with the Devil)
I'll tell you all about it
I found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody waitin' at home
Ah (runnin' with the Devil)
God-damn it lady, you know I ain't lying to ya
I'm only gonna tell you one time
Ah-yeah


:badgrin:
Never a fan of them. Have no idea what this one is about, but okay.
 
The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
OK. You changed a few words. That's very creative Dante.

I'll try that.
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The sound of Dante


Hello Dante, my old friend.
I've come to torture you again.

Your TDS is slowly creeping.
You're getting dumber while you're sleeping.

While dreaming, all the fake news in your brain,
Sticks and remains.

Brainwash-ing Dante.


Your low IQ, it makes you sound.
Like a retard all around

You think you're clever, but you're dumb as hell.
Tried to troll but failed at that as well.

You're drinking, shit, from, Ay-a-tollah ass
Without a glass,

Shit sucking sound, is Dante.
 
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The Sound of LEFTISTS

Hello darkness, my companion,
My cranium is like an empty canyon,
Yet with thoughts robustly decayed and creepy,
Canyons profusely decayed and creepy,
In a word, we're absurd,
Come feel our rant, and
Take a stand, with
The shit stains, of

Leftists

-
Try a Haiku.
 
The Sound of MAGA

"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of MAGA

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of MAGA

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of MAGA

"Fools" said I,
"You do not know
MAGA like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of MAGA

And the people bowed and prayed
To the Felon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the Trump-god
Are written on the Capitol walls
And his False-god's halls
And whispered in the sounds of MAGA" -

This is how it's done -- satire is the use of humor, irony, or exaggeration to criticize general human vices, social institutions, or political policies
Simon and Garfunkel are mega-Gay, bruh.
:dunno:
 
Now I'm wondering what my post was that was deleted. Must have been pretty good. :dunno:
Muhammed is winning this thread so far.
That's Sparky-level stuff. 👍
 
Must be a slow news day.
Someone said he could not be more stupid.

And he accepted the challenge.

It's unfortunate because I love that song. I really like the remake by Disturbed.
 

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