I’M A REB TROLLING FREEPER
or, The Ballad of NonSensical and his spawn, BubbaHoeTemp
Oh, I’m a Reb Trolling Freeper, now that’s just what I am.
I sit at my computer and type out loads of spam.
I spout my revisionist history just like I learned in screwl.
I don’t need no facts cuz I’m just a government tool.
I hates the Stars and Bars and I want it to be banned.
I only want freedom for my politically correct clan.
I waits for Rebs to post so I can shout out my cat-calls
I’d face them down in person but I just don’t have the balls.
I hates all things about the South I’ve said it many times
I secretly fell guilty because of my ancestors crimes.
The Rebs will never know it because I’ve been brain washed
And everything but trolling about me has been squashed.
The Rebs made us look stupid on every battle field
They showed up ill equipped and my ancestors were killed.
But I will not admit this, the facts are on my side
Or at least the ones I make up since my honesty has died.
I’m stuck inside the four walls of this facility.
They’ll never let me out because of my low mental faculties.
But as long as I have my computer and Freeper log in ID
I’ll keep posting lies and venom for all eternity.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, Bubba Ho-Tep. But in this case it also points out a total lack of creativity on the part of the Lost Cause brigade.
I like it, but I think it should say something about blogging in their mom’s basement.
Better than the last time you tried your hand at it, but you still need to work on the meter. I give it a C-.