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Shithole Country Music



There's no room here for other, brother!
Make like E. T. and go home!
We'll march with our confederates
and hold that old rag high,
for freedom's free as Schlitz!
(Who are those elitist sissy socialists
to say all nazis are dimwits?)
There's nothing more adorable
than living life deplorable,
nothing that brings us to ecstasy
like pigmented supremacy,
so—hallelujah! and yeehaw!—
our two-steppin' jackboots stand
ready for ass-kickin', for we ain't
gonna tolerate no resister, sister—
this here's America, one-time home
of the brave (deported to the reservation)
and land of just you and me
(and blood relations).


All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.