The Ghost Of John Mccain

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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He's no hero From 1 to 10, he's a complete zero, He hid from his little conflict He got bloodied, when his ear got nicked. Remember! he had multiple times dodged the draft Then at fallen and captured soldiers, he laughed, At all his rally's he talks about violence and assault Which in his mind is always someone else's fault. I remember once at an Iowa school shooting That left one dead and seven wounded in the executing, This he said this without anger or a fit 'We gotta get over it'. He constantly speaks of violence and hate That is always number one on his large dinner plate, He mocked Nancy Pelosi when her husband was brutally attacked When by an assassin his skull was cracked. Because, of him all alone On judgement day unto God he will finally atone, For all the sins and the lies and hate he has said and done In the presence of the almighty and all knowing son. 2 more Americans because of him are now dead From all the hate and violence and lies he did spread, To the words and teachings of Jesus he never did listen Even though he claims himself as being a Christian. I myself like people who didn't have their ear grazed Then wanting to be worshipped and also placed on a pedestal and praised, Especially when not in a battle, but on a campaign Said to me, the Ghost of John McCain. Randy L. McClave

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