When Once Upon a Time Once Held a Truth – Sonnet Sixty-Seven

When once upon a time once held a truth,
Where fairy stories killed the evil swains,    
And shining knights took dragons’ heads, for sooth!  
Where has-been kings don’t make us hate great again.  
   
How many times must we stand by the boots    
That march to subjugate the gypsy ranks?  
Where only “good” from whitey, whitey roots,  
Are worth spare change from whitey, whitey banks.  
   
Republica, Republica, God sheds    
Our lesser and their lessers blood for thee.  
And let them rot, the camps in deserts spread
The whitey, whitey cops guard for a fee.  
   
The corporate golems raised their patron saint,  
From slopping German jizz in Russian taint.