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Joe Catholic

Joe Catholic

 

Et oratio eius fiat in peccatum.

 

Pretending Joe’s a super-Catholic guy
Is just about as silly as can be—
Too damn implausible to be a lie,
More a great scrap of imbecility.
Of course Joe likes to show his rosary.
Of course he likes to preen at morning Mass
For all the heathen media to see.
Of course the Jesuits will kiss his ass.
All flesh is, as the Bible tells us, grass—
And Joe’s scant flesh is overdue for mowing.
Still, what’s the focus of his fading sass?
The baby-killing party that he’s throwing!
His soul’s a writhing worm, his prayer a crock,
His place beneath a small infernal rock.

 

–Tom Riley

 

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(N.B. The hateful form of child sacrifice now denoted by the euphemism “induced abortion” is a crime offensive to the common decency of the human race, not just to the moral theology of the Catholic Church. All men and women of good will should oppose it. Bad Touch Biden and other putative Catholics who support this abomination are especially culpable only because they have been given such a clear and rational teaching by their religious authorities and therefore cannot plead ignorance. Arguably, they are guilty of betrayal as well as of violence – and will find their appropriate place in the ninth and lowest circle of Hell. However, I couldn’t bear to grant Creepy Joe the same dignity extended to Marcus Brutus. So I shoved his invertebrate psychic ass under a rock. May it rot there! TR.)

No Hell below Us

No Hell below Us

 

The LDS don’t really have a Hell—
Though Brigham Young once made a manly joke
About orisons working as a spell
To damn his enemies. He merely spoke
In Gentile terms, appealing to the folk
Who wondered how the Mormon Prophet prayed.
He wrapped his ego in a vengeful cloak
And hoped his foes would thus be made afraid.
The Mormon afterlife, though, doesn’t trade
In pain. It’s full of promise, doesn’t show
The face of rage if you don’t make the grade—
As most do not. There are exceptions, though,
And being one has been Mitt Romney’s mission.
Hurry your faggot ass, Son of Perdition!

 

–Tom Riley

 

Pierre Delecto Outed As Mitt Romney's Twitter Sockpuppet - Occidental Dissent

Current Leaders

Current Leaders

 

“Do Democrats cheat?”
Ha! I ask you: is
the pope communist?

 

–Tom Riley

 

Biden campaign releases campaign ads touting his Catholic faith - The Christian Post

 

Bagel Control

Bagel Control

 
Meghan McCain, your father is in Hell—
Amongst the traitors, deep in Circle Nine.
He campaigned as conservative, the swine,
Then stabbed his voters in the back. The smell
Of brimstone fills his nostrils now. The well
Of justice has absorbed him. God’s design
Is thus fulfilled. When order is divine,
Defiance builds its own eternal cell.
What’s more, the creep fomented countless wars
To uphold foreign cronies. Acting tough,
He serviced special interests with such whores
As Teddy Kennedy. Now, in the buff,
He feels the flames no sinner long ignores.
Quit with the bagels, bitch. You’ve had enough.

 
–Tom Riley

 

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(Meghan McCain can’t even buy a bagel without six of her dad’s fans sniffing her behind.)

Obama Phone Gal

Romney Sucks, Bad!: Obamaphone Lady - YouTube

 

Obama Phone Gal

 

Obama Phone Gal, you were right:
Mitt Romney sucks – and really bad.
Your insight I considered slight,
Obama Phone Gal. You were right,
However. I renounce my spite.
I’m an apologetic lad,
Obama Phone Gal. You were right!
Mitt Romney sucks – and really bad.

 

–Tom Riley

One Syllable

One Syllable

 

There’s no syllable, brethren, more fit
For contempt, more expressive of shit
That we can’t tolerate,
More deserving of hate,
Than this one stinking syllable: Mitt.

 

–Tom Riley

Dad Talk

Dad Talk

 
Sanctimonious Meghan McCain
Seethes at Donald Trump, Jr., whose dad
Isn’t nice. Meghan’s dad swore in vain
He’d do various things – and got mad
When his voters expected his ass
To back up what his glib tongue has said.
But for that John McCain got a pass:
He’d done leftist stuff, proudly, instead.
Plus, he’d served as Warmonger Supreme—
A purveyor of death for the skunks
That we now call the deep state. His dream
Was to see endless slaughter of punks.
Oh, our power elites found him swell!
Keep in mind, though, my dear: he’s in Hell.

 
–Tom Riley

 

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Unparalleled Loss

Unparalleled Loss

 

In a deep chair, he’s gathering moss.

He dips donuts in thick chocolate sauce.

Social media shit

Absorbs all of his wit.

Can the movement survive such a loss?

 

–Tom Riley

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(Dog-hater and notorious glutton Mark Shea leaves pro-life movement.)

Public Ministry

Public Ministry

 

I knew Rob Schenck in 1989.

He was then, as he is now, just a slut

For media attention.  By design,

He netted coverage.  To make the cut,

He’’d seek out cameramen and shake his butt——

A ghastly dance of public charity.

His ass has never made it from that rut.

When he gives alms, he needs the world to see.

And now he’’s preaching with sobriety

Exactly what the media elite

Want him to preach.  He hastens to agree

With every shibboleth they think is neat.

He’’ll earn the fine reward he’’s deftly planned.

Infernal anchormen will shake his hand.

 

–Tom Riley

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(Pastor wins media attention for going from pro-life to pro-choice.)

Like Father, Like Son

Like Father, Like Son

“Personally opposed” — so daddy claimed.
But Andrew throbs with baby-killing zeal.
With dumb-ass right-to-lifers he won’t deal.
By earnest sermons he will not be shamed.
His thirst for fetal blood will not be tamed.
Humane misgivings he will never feel.
All such considerations are unreal
To Andrew Cuomo. Let him not be blamed—
But rather credited! When Mario
Became the founder of this bloody fun,
Already it was possible to know
That things would come to this. Old laws undone
End in laws shiny new. Hey, what a show!
In Hell is daddy cheering: “Well done, son!”

–Tom Riley

Mario Cuomo, son of a humble organ grinder’s monkey, rose to prominence as founder of New York’s pro-abortion gubernatorial dynasty. He is now frying in Hell.