The Nocturnal Warrior’s Christmas Poem
By RobWarrior on December 23, 2008 at 11:13 PM in Barack Obama, Current Affairs, NoQuarter Radio, Nocturnal Warrior, Obama's Broken Promises, Obama's Cabinet, Rod Blagojevich
(Author’s note: This is the text of the poem as read on the Nocturnal Warrior Show, Tuesday Night on the NQR Blog Talk Radio Channel. For the full effect of the poem, it is best to actually hear the author recite it. Especially after he has had a shot of Wild Turkey. However, this is the transcript for those who requested it.)
Twas the night before Christmas, and across this great nation, there was a strange feeling. It was not jubilation.
For the Messiah had come to much hallowed ground. Yet, there was absolutely no hope and change to be found.
Barack was his name. A name funny indeed. He was black, he was white. He could be whatever you need.
He flew into D.C. on a shiny new sleigh. Yet called Pastor Rick to say the hell with the gay.
With his middle finger extended, brushing dirt here and there, he let women feel used and he just didn’t care.
For us at No Quarter it was so plain to see. A messiah he wasn’t, it just couldn’t be.
Susan in her stockings and Larry in his cap. We all knew, Saint Obama was just full of crap.
We would not build him a throne made of gold, cloth and brass. For the dirt from Chicago grew way past his ass.
Blago the Ogre knew many truths to be told. How this so-called Messiah could be bought and sold.
But, a crafty Messiah, works hard Christmas night. He gathered his elves to prepare for the fight. On Rahm, On Hillary, Caroline, Oprah too. Leave Biden at home, he should have nothing to do.
We must spread word to the people across our great land. That the Messiah is real, and hope and change are at hand. With ABC, NBC, CBS and the cable, the people will know he is virtuous and able.
Distractions so numerous must not interfere with Michelle’s plans to rule above and to sneer.
Let the people think you’ll pay for their mortgage and gas, just as long as they give us a pass.
And many were fooled and they slept the good sleep. Yet many of us knew this just goes to deep.
Larry and Susan, Truthteller too. Rabble Rouser Rev Amy just to name a few. And Ani and Pat along with LD, Patsy and Sugar, Pamela and me. We will not go quietly, we will stay in plain sight. So Merry Fitzmas to all and have a good night.
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Thanks again and have a great Holiday!
Rob









































Susan here: I assure you I wear more than stockings, no matter what Rob says.
Ha! Very clever(and sad).
That was so excellent! I’ve had a really bad day, but I’m smiling now. Thanks Warrior, and all of you great NQers! I appreciate you all!
Well done NOC.
No walking on water, not this dud.
He’s too deeply mired in Chicago mud
Indeed!
Sometimes dark humor is better than NO humor right?
lol
Merry Christmas to ALL
No matter your creed
This gift we all share
we all know how to read!!
teehee!
Peace, Love, Joy, Santa, Reindeer on rooftops, twinkle lights and bells!
W00T! Enjoy it YOUR way!
We are screwed, it’s as clear as the nose on your face, with his numerous lies, no one can keep pace.
Yet Santa is coming, the cheer it will flow, and where the land ends up, not one person can know.
As Santa flew by I heard him exclaim, remain vigilant NQers, or end up the same.
But I heard him laugh joyfully as he flew out of site, keep watch on that Messiah and you may just set it right.
EXCELLENT! Thank you.