Category Archives: Poetry

Happy International Holocaust Remembrance Day!

Kids celebrating Holocaust Remembrance Day

Revelers at a Holocaust Remembrance celebration.

(Cue music. And-1-2-3… Go! —)

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
To Greater Israel, I am true.
I’ll bulldoze your home for free.
All Zews, always, stand with me,
except for a self-hating few.

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
Criticize me and I’ll calumnize you!
From G-d I have a deed divine
That tells me what is mine
Is mine, and yours is mine too.

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
Please pay me a billion or two.
Support the Holy Master Race.
Keep the non-Zews in their place.
Twist the knife and turn the screw.

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
Everything I say is true.
Those Pallie kids are really bent.
We’ll kill them ALL, by accident.
It’s called “defense” — What else is new?

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
About me, you haven’t a clue.
If you get in my way, you don’t exist,
so don’t even dare to try to resist!
Whatever we do, the blame’s on YOU!

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
G-d loves me and G-d hates you.
My genes give me a sacred right
to make you suffer day and night.
You are not really human, in God’s view.

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
My secret police are watching you.
We love the commie Zewish State,
and need to kill all those who Hate.
To speak the truth should be taboo!

Boo hoo hoo. I’m a poor Zew.
I’m also a gangster, through and through.
Two world wars we’ve helped to start.
But that’s because we are so smart.
As we nailed Christ, so we’ll nail you.

Boo hoo hoo, I’m a poor Zew,
According to our holy book, it’s true:
You deserve to be destroyed and die.
You’re not included in God’s Plan, that’s why.
We’re God’s Chosen Race: Your time is through.

Boo hoo hoo, I’m a poor Zew.
Pat Robertson will tell you what to do.
I have ten million Zionutzi slaves:
Their Jesus is a war-god: Herzl saves.
These stupid Xians recite on cue!

(Poem found on usenet in 2003. Author unknown.)

Remembering Martin Luther King

by John Martin

“I have a dream,” King shouted loudly,
The black man soon will stand up proudly.
Equality! — we’re “free at last!”
He thundered with a mighty blast.
Equality through integration
And concomitant miscegenation.

To equalize, one thing is needing:
We must have racial interbreeding!
Raise up the lower, reduce the better,
We need a common denominator!
We’ll integrate to make us free,
The White Man has no right to be!

Culture, science, and civilization,
Uniquely are White Man’s creation.
However, this will count for naught,
As full equality is sought.
We’ll tear down all that he has built,
Equality will hide our guilt.

We’ll use ‘Non-Violence’, King claimed,
Small comfort to the killed and maimed.
For violence followed in his wake,
While looters grabbed what they could take.
Their grievances, more imagined than real,
They set out to avenge with savage zeal.

“Burn baby, burn!” the looters chanted,
“Kill Whitey!” the cannibals all ranted.
White politicians gave assent
To this denigrating descent.
“Their cause is right, their demands are just!”
Asserted this vermin, to our disgust.

Thirty pieces of silver was sufficient
To satisfy the liberal, mental deficient,
Which financiers were glad to pay
To those who joined this treasonous fray.
Yet, retribution will surely come
To this abominable scum.

They abetted this explosion
To buy the votes and please the ‘Chosen’.
While these looked on with much elation,
The pols betrayed both race and nation.
They said, “Give all that they demand,
Or violence will mar our land.”

Open housing, affirmative action –
Our enemies smile with satisfaction.
School busing and integration –
Or is it just disintegration?
As they ring down the final curtain,
The White Man’s doom is all but certain.

Now – who shall carry the White Man’s burden?

For if he goes, you will go, too,
With no one left to carry you.
You cannot build, invent, create,
So, back off now, ere it’s too late!
We’ll win this struggle, never doubt it,
We’ll fight until the schemer’s routed!

Thereupon we will be free
To fulfill the White Man’s Destiny.
We’ll build, invent, explore, discover,
The secrets of the universe uncover.
All may gain by our ability,
But – never from King’s ‘Equality!’

(Originally published in Liberty Bell, 1978.)

The truth about Martin Luther King.