Tommy Tuberville hates poems, so I wrote him one! #PoemsForTuberville

GOP Senator Tommy Tuberville has been endangering national security by blocking military promotions, and now he's blaming poetry in the military. So Jessica Denson wrote a poem to put him and the whole Trump cabal in their place. From the Lights On with Jessica Denson podcast.

Text of poem, Copyright 2023 Jessica Denson:

"I've got a poem for Tuberville, and the rest of Loserville.

No, I’m not talking about the brainwashed and duped

I’m after the “leaders” deceiving their troop

I use leader so loosely, cause lead they do not

And poor Lindsay Graham’s at the tip of this rot

The truth, man, he knew it, and said it so clear

Until Trump bought his soul year after year

His Georgia obeisance, now that was a crime

To the special grand jury investing their time

And Fani we’ve learned let Graham off the hook

But he’ll be treated much worse in a true history book

All the crooks and cowards who helped a tyrant pursue,

Whether in court, or in conscience, will all get their due

Just look at lawyers like Meadows or Rudy

Who were schilling for Trump, not their real legal duty

The same goes for Carlos and good boy Waltine

Who are taking the fall for their boss’s grand scheme

They must think, this Jack Smith, he’s trying to scare us

But boys, just please look at Yuscil Taveras

The minute he broke free the truth spilled right out

And now the free life is what he’s all about

Every moment is a chance for the rot to come clean

And bring forth the blessings our nation will glean

Until then, they’re desperately welding their power

In vain, with intent for the righteous to cower

In the Senate now, freshman Tommy is the resident bluffer

Who cries woke with no meaning, but to make women suffer

Now he’s taken aback by our troops’ love of poems

Never served a day in his life, so how would he know ‘em?

Hey Tommy, leave our verses and anthems alone

And please Alabama, can’t we get back Doug Jones?

Tom’s been racist, and tasteless

A coach with no game

Now abetting our enemies

For fifteen minutes of fame

And speaking of coaches, how was yours Jordy Jim?

You attack Alvin, Fani, and Jack, but turned a blind eye to him

Men suffered under your watch, and that was your test

Abuse is just fine to you, its the law you detest

Which is probably why you never passed the bar

Your committee assignment is really a bridge way too far

And whether with Jim or with Tommy, the silent enablers abet

They could rise up in a moment, but sure haven’t yet

Of course it all about fear, and their criminal dear leader

Not offending his base, who needs them to see clearer

No thank you, they say, to being loyal to truth

They’ve chosen a man, or their money, or the next ballot booth.

And they miss that this whole calculation is short sighted.

They’ll continue to lose, and the wrongs will be righted."

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