The Ovens

With apologies to Susan and Anna Warner. And with fear.

Jesus loves me, this I know,

Facebook pictures tell me so.

We are weak but Facebook’s strong,

How can so much crap be wrong?

Yes, Facebook loves me,

Yes, Facebook loves me,

Yes, Facebook love me.

The Facebook tells me so.

God’s a cop out, can’t you hear?

Facebook memes have made it clear.

We are weak but Facebook’s strong,

How can so much crap be wrong?

Yes, Facebook loves me...

The Facebook tells me so.

Russia hates us, ain’t it so?

So says gossip in the know.

We are weak but Facebook’s strong,

How can so much crap be wrong?

Yes, Facebook loves me...

The Facebook tells me so.

Global warming is a hoax,

Or the end of all us folks.

We are weak but Facebook’s strong,

How can so much crap be wrong?

Yes, Facebook loves me...

The Facebook tells me so.

Gene and Patrick demonstrate,

What to fear and what to hate.

We are weak, etc., etc.

Yes, Facebook blah, blah…

Facebook tells us what to think,

Google shoves us off the brink.

If I fled their specious grist,

I would open up my wrist.

Yes, Blah, blah owns me,

Drives and condones me.

Dumbs down and clones me.

The Brown Shirts tell me so.

Little do we think, but thrill,

We are right, of course. Be still.

Why put up with all those tramps?

Let us send them to the camps.

Yes, Cleansing loves me,

Purges and shoves me,

Protects and gloves me.

My bias tells me so.

And since we know what is fair,

We give out a proper share.

Those who righteous thinking pass,

So, we now turn on the gas.

Yes, Ego loves me,

Consensus shoves me,

Group madness clubs me.

Our conscience tells us so.

So, the bitter bastards bow,

Unto knowledge, certain how,

This world they can surely mend,

Yet increase it in the end.

Yes, Hubris loves me,

Strengthens and locks me,

Completely blocks me,

Brain Washing tells me so.

Now, anon, and never more,

Raise a righteous hand in war.

Don’t you know the right you feel,

Brings the pain you seek to heal?

Yes, Hatred loves me,

Nurtures and molds me,

Lifts and upholds me.

Nobody tells me so.

I am right, or so I say,

Nobody can tell me nay!

What I do I do because,

My great gain is your great loss.

Yes, I am righteous,

Upright, and unctuous.

Your fate I digress,

Because I know ‘tis so.

When before The Hague I stand,

With my whole unholy brand.

Seek to plea: We wanted law,

Just to fix the wrong we saw.

Yes, the misguided,

Wrong and short sided,

Prejudice tided.

The bitter tide doth flow.

Still I know that I am right,

I cannot give up the fight!

You, the weak, the wrong, the less,

Look to us! The future blest.

Yes, I am righteous,

Yes, I am righteous,

Yes, I am righteous.

My conscience tells me so.