he 12 Miseries of Christmas  (6)

 

Merry Flockin Christmas

Tis the season to be jolly
A time for forgiveness
Letting bygones be bygones
A time for kiss and make up
A time for putting the past behind
The season of good will to all men

But Wait!

Lets just stop the bus here
The bus bound for political correctness
And Ribbonwearersville
I badly need to get off
I won’t blindly go there
With the rest of the flock

Flock that!

There’s a group that I need to exempt
From this festive fun and love-in
This babble of weak minded Scum
I speak of, are my abusers past
And all abusers out there in wonderland
I wish you nothing but the gift of pain
I wish you nothing but humiliation presented
Wrapped up tied in a bow: A slow lingering death
In a cage well out of harms way
Where you can't peddle your filth and lies
For the cycle of abuse is a downright lie
Invented by corrupt and filthy lawyers
Tell made up tales of your own abuse
On the advice of your slimy solicitors
In order to gain special treatment
Much lower sentences agreed to
Rather than righteous punishment

The PC brigade want to study you
They want to parade you like a victim
To hug, forgive and to show you the love
A victim you are certainly not
You may have convinced these fools
To let you live to re-offend over and over
I am only 100% convinced;
Your cruelty and vileness knows no bounds
You’re not ill or sick: You're just evil
There is not treatment for what you are
I have no forgiveness to be obtained
All you deserve is destruction death

Question!

Do paedophiles make it into heaven
If they repent can they get there
Despite the life long suffering
And pain of their victims
If there is anyone of this ilk
Floating around in heaven
I definitely don't want to go there

Merry flockin Christmas
Without a New Year
For some