Obamaism Is Socialism

By Mattie Jaxx

"I interviewed at random, a multitude of American Citizens, to get their view and attitudes on how they think Obama is performing. Most of the interviews are in 2010. I had never met any of these sources, before. They were from a melting pot of race, color, and creed. The issues are: Abortion, Obamas Socialist Health Care, Same Sex Marriage. Jobs-Economy, Just Smile, the Illegal Immigration, the Muslims and Mosques-Dhimmitude, Oil Sabotage, the Tea Party, Vote Conservative Republican, the Internal War Within, Real Racism, and more! This is a mixture of hot political stew!
Most of Obamas policy agenda are unauthorized against We the people. They rewrote history and trashed the Constitution! Obamaism
Socialism is inspired to open your mind and see America, as it is happening to you right now!
I am a Common Sense, Ronald Reagan, The New Republican Party Conservative!"

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Dec 13, 2010
• ISBN: 9781456831561

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Copyright © 2010 by Mattie Jaxx.

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Contents

Acknowledgment

Socialism

People

Wake Up!

Come, Conservative Independents

The Spirit of Our Constitution

Our Flag Unfurled

Water is Wild

The Right Road

A Home

Gratitude

Our Nation

Easter Alleluia

Patriotic Songs

The American Eagle

The Burning Flame

Growing Old

Cats

An Honest Man

A Real City

A Glorious Day

The Wrong Women for a Man

Mr. Right

War No More

Butterfly

Jewish

Thanksgiving

Children

Days of Yore

Old Old Man

Old Old Woman

Work with a Will

Prayer

Covered Wagon-Pioneers

Hill Billy Heaven

My Country Home

Tomorrow at Sunrise

Hey Amigo!

Today is OK

Whether the Weather

From the Mountain Tops

On the Street Where You Live

Be Happy

Still Alive

National Park

Let Freedom and Liberty Call

A Pretty Woman

Conservative America

Israel

From the Dust He Speaks

A Short Honeymoon Works

Joyful Sound

Fair and Just

Bondage

Sing to Your Baby

Truth Barer

Military

Believe in Truth

Tomorrow

Taste of Righteous Fun

Acknowledgments

Abortion

The Internal War Within

The Illegal Immigration

Obama’s Health Care

The Tea Party

Jobs-Economy

The Muslims and Mosques

Dhimmitude

Real Racism

Just Smile

Vote Conservative Republican

Same Sex Marriage

The Illegal Immigration

Obama’s Health Care

Oil Sabotage (?) Moratorium

Earth Charter

The Skull and

Bones /Illuminati Group

Acknowledgments

Female Bull Fighter

Acknowledgment

As the author—I personally believe that President Obama is the Engine of Destruction.

What he has deliberately done to America is outrageous!

I would especially like to dedicate, POEMS for the HEART, to people who love freedom and liberty. To those who have gratitude for all American Military past, present and future.

To those who lost their jobs, because of this failed economy.

My prayer is that you may find comfort in your soul.

Never give up!!!

Socialism

We must fight the tyrants who have power over us now,

They only mingle with dictators that they bow.

They only commune with the elite crowd,

Their Socialism is the only thing allowed.

They praise the memory of Marxist,

To We the People, they have diskt.

They are traitors and tyrants,

And to Socialism is their dance.

Even death canNOT conquer our Patriotism,

America does NOT want Socialism!

Hail to America’s Patriotism,

And death to the Devil’s Socialism.

These tyrants in power will have to atone for the blood we lost,

They will pay for our shedding of blood at a cost.

They are assasins of greed and fame,

Socialism is the worst name!

Death cannot conquer our Constitution,

For mingling with Gods, will be a Revolution.

Wake up America, for the conflict of justice,

Throw Out Tyrants, again, everything will be nice.

Even sacrifice will bring forth the blessings,

Even heaven sent angels sings.

Hail to America’s Constitution,

To the tyrants: Beware of the Revolution!

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People

People, you have many blessings on your shed,

Be greatful for your bounteous spread.

People, you were born at this dispensation,

Born in a freedom light nation.

People, behold how great your God,

Hold on to the iron rod, and worship your God.

People, rise and lift up America’s standard,

And don’t allow Socialism to retard.

Truth makes reason stare,

Socialism, you better beware!

They will meet a traitor’s doom,

For Socialism brings doom and gloom.

Traitors have a tide of lying tongues,

Full of shame and scorn, they beguns.

People’s flesh is weak with blood ran chill,

But Socialism will always kill.

Under the hammer of Socialism,

All’s the same as Communism.

You’ll become a poor wayfaring person of sorrow and grief.

You’ll have nothing on your plate to give relief.

Get used to scanty meals spread, and hunger for perishing want of bread!

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Wake Up!

Our nation has been asleep,

Dumbed Down Society had a reap.

Slumbering in sin and idolitry,

Always an excuse for every adultry.

This is the last of all dispensantions,

Use time wisely in this generation.

Arise from your bed,

Ted, Jed, Fred, and Ned,

You will have time to sleep,

When you are dead.

Let our flag of freedom in all nations be unfurled,

Let our flag of freedom in all nations be unfurled!

There is no sin in prosperity,

There is no sin in a good economy!

Wake up and see who is at your door,

The evils of Socialism is trying to score! Wake up!

WAKE UP!

WAKE UP!

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Come, Conservative Independents

Come, Conservative Independents and strike up the bands,

Let the spirit and the dove of peace be on your hands.

Come, rejoice the mantle of glory, for every inventory,

Whatever name called Lori, Tory, Dorie, Cory or Rory,

There is no time now to tarry,

Whatever name called Mary, Harry, Jerry, Gary, Larry, Terry or Barry.

The angels, messengers from heaven came out from their den, to help unite America the beautiful.

The old government is still filling up with Socialist bull.

The terrorists came in through the borders to kill us,

We hope it is not too late to save us from the fuss.

Priceless patriots are putting their lives on the line, which is just fine.

We’d like to give a Shout Out to Sarah Palin, and the Tea Party Members!

And good luck on every voting Novembers!

One and all Conservative Independents your might proclaim,

Freedom and Liberty is the name of the game!

Come, Conservative Independents, you’ve opened up Pandora’s box,

Just keep on discovering what is behind their dirty locks!

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The Spirit of Our Constitution

The spirit of our Constitution is burning like a fire,

The Constitution is like an ox in the mire,

Being trampled on by the elitest of higher,

This administration is full of the lier,

Our Constitution is not a spare tire,

Our Constitution is something needed for our desire.

The angels are here visiting the earth life,

And see your strife,

You can’t see them,

but they see you,

They record if you are false or true,

They record all that you do.

They know if Congress is setting up a cue,

If they are true,

or just smoke to blew,

The angels are here visiting the earth life,

And see your strife.

Hence-forth and forever,

We must let go of sin and sever.

The New Tea Party is extending the citizen’s understanding,

To long snowed under by Marxist and Ming pandering.

Brainwashed so subtley by their political sting,

Conservatism has a good ring,

Freedom and Liberty is what we bring.

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Our Flag Unfurled

All the nations have looked up to the American flag,

The flag is not just a rag,

It waves to all the world,

It is a banner that is unfurled,

The American flag has standards,

With truth and wisdom as it’s cards.

America is the Promised Land,

A light to all the world, she must stand.

Don’t let those Devilcrats tread on her,

Our flag can govern the earth with righteous stir.

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Water is Wild

The rushing water, pure and clean,

Is the freshest I’ve ever seen.

The flowing water, fresh and clear,

Is music for my ear.

The tops of the mountains capture the rain,

The water is gathered up in one refrain,

Water all flows down the mountain,

And the process starts over again.

The valleys exult, the hills acclaim,

Living water is our fame,

Water! Water! is the name.

Do you want to stand in the water, and wave your fist?

Or come here and be kissed!

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The Right Road

If you are on the wrong road,

Get on the right road,

Swirve to miss the toad in the road,

Get to your safe abode by getting on the right road.

On the road from hurting to healing.

Get on the straight and narrow way,

No time to dilly dally along the way,

Let us travel on today,

Choose the right road, what we say.

The endless ages roll around,

Keep your tires on the ground,

Or find your car in the pound,

Or a crunched up pile in a mound.

Staying on the right road is a tremendous load!

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A Home

A home is where the heart is,

It is shared by hers and his.

Their children’s lips are singing,

The happy bells are ringing,

The family dog is barking,

The family duck is quacking,

The family car is parking,

The sunny sun is now darking.

The family has invited a company of angels,

To cast away any evil spells.

They are singing their hymns of praise,

To glory and exalted honor,

melody they raise.

They sing of creation,

And the rock of our salvation.

They sing of gratitude,

And controlled attitude.

They sit by the fireplace,

And talk about their grace,

The things tomorrow that

they’ll face,

When they are out among the human race.

A home is not a house, when the spouse is a louse.

Keep the home fires burning, When good spirits are yearning.

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Gratitude

Give thanks for everything in life,

And that includes your wife.

Give thanks for your health,

That you are able to work,

You have ability to be more

Than a jerk,

Work hard and earn a perk,

Don’t stand around and lurk.

Give gratitude to live in a free country,

You have opportunities to be anything

You want to be.

If your freedoms are vanishing,

Vote them out by banishing!

Give thanks for every crumb of bread,

Give thanks that you are alive,

not dead,

Give thanks that you have shelter

And a bed,

Give thanks because you know Fred

And Ted.

Be glad we’re not an ice cube in a frying pan,

Be glad that we’re all just human!

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Our Nation

Singing in joyful adoration,

I praise this throng nation.

Let her truth reveal in splendor bright,

Keep her Freedom and Liberty tight,

Give her goodness and mercy right,

Give her health, salvation, and might,

May she prosper gloriously in sight.

May we all sustaineth her,

And may we all righteously endure,

May all of our intentions be pure.

Let all people of the nation rejoice,

Praise the nation with a voteing voice.

Sing the beauty of her fame,

Record her name with proud acclaim.

Our nation has saved the oppressed,

Those in rags have been dressed.

Even the Red Cross has fed the poor,

Our Nation’s kindness, opened the door.

She messed up conscience peace,

She bestows the jailbird divine release.

She grants eyesight to the blind,

And plants good stories in their mind.

She saves the sinking mind, and teaches

them to be kind.

She supports the unknown in distress,

the homeless, and the fatherless!

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Easter Alleluia

Easter is more than colored eggs and a bunny,

Or fancy attire that cost allot of money.

I believe in Christ and I know that my Redeemer lives,

It is a comfort that really gives.

There are different kinds of happy,

Diverse as a fashion strappy.

Amazed at the holes in his hands,

Bleeding to pay the debt,

What love and sacrific I’ll never forget.

My soul has false pride,

But for me he was crucified.

To come from a heavenly divine,

To save a soul as stubborn as mine.

His mercy fills, fills all the devotion,

It spills over the earth and ocean!

EASTER ALLELUIA!

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Patriotic Songs

Never forget our Patriotism songs,

In our hearts is where they belong.

We have the Battle Hymn of the Republic,

If you do NOT sing it, you must be sick.

There is America the Beautiful.

If you do NOT sing it, you are full of bull.

There is My Country, ’Tis of Thee, Sweet land of Liberty,

and don’t you want to keep her free?

There is the Star-Spangled Banner,

Whose broad stripes and bright stars

Are our manner.

There is God of Our Fathers, We come unto Thee,

and why be an American, if you don’t want to be free?

There is God Save the King, If you are from

London and want to sing!

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The American Eagle

The eagle has healing in thy wings,

The eagle carries all good things,

The American Eagle is our national bird,

The eagle speaks the last word.

The eagle sores with one accord,

Of all the birds, the eagle is a lord.

When in splendor he’ll descend,

The eagle is first and not the end.

The eagle takes our fears away,

The eagle turns the night to day.

The eagle sets the people free,

The eagle loves you and me.

The eagle sings a triumphal song,

To millions in the freedom’s throng.

With anthems sweet from eagle’s bill,

You can hear the eagle’s shrill,

To see an eagle in flight is a thrill,

Or carrying prey in it’s bill,

It is against the law to eagle kill.

Let us all come bow the knee,

And every tongue humble hail to thee!

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The Burning Flame

Our stove has a burning flame,

It is a challenge to ever tame,

It is to hot to play a game,

On my fingers the burning flame has mamed,

Our stove even has it’s own name,

It is known as The Burning Flame.

Some cultures cook outside,

Their meat is eaten, and tan the hyde.

The piglets and sows are roasted on a pole,

Some are baked in a hole.

The Polynesians prepare for a luau,

And they butchar their pet cow.

It is okay when you want to get higher,

The earth will be cleansed by fire!

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Growing Old

I’m not ashamed of growing old,

It just makes you more bold,

All the things that we’ve been told,

Are memories that we can hold,

We are basically from the same mold,

Our hair can turn to silver or gold,

We may be old, but we’re not sold.

Journeying through life, both hot and cold.

Time ticks away, and minutes are sold.

And now we know what souls are worth,

And why we all came to earth,

We know about our birth,

And we’ll be buried down in the earth.

It is a journey we all must take,

And always be good for our own sake.

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Cats

Cats softly beams the day dawning,

Some lay and do their yawning.

Glowing with their furry cheer,

Rays of living light appear,

Cats are so very dear,

They want to be held so near,

Cats can take away a tear,

When held so very near.

Cats are good when you retire,

Lonliness is consumed by fire.

When you want a final rest,

A cat will be your very best.

They will bring you hours of happiness,

And really very little mess!

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An Honest Man

An honest man’s words cannot be broken,

His reputation is highly spoken,

The palm of his hand has a token.

Thru the Rock of Ages, and on all the pages,

We can see streams of living water,

For our sons and daughter.

There will never be a drought,

On an honest man’s route.

An honest man may’st smile on his foes,

From his top to his toes.

He is always a reigning King,

Because of the honesty it will bring.

An honest man is pure in heart,

Everyone seek after that man’s part.

An honest man keeps his truth in law,

He is solid, tough, and raw.

An honest man wants hate, war, and strife to cease,

He wants to live in harmony and peace.

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A Real City

A real city can be seen of old,

It doesn’t matter if the streets are gold.

It doesn’t matter if the city glitters,

As long as no one holds bitters.

Everyone should love his neighbor,

True love should be the very core.

The wicked will stand and tremble,

They’ll leave because it’ll be to dull.

A real city sees eye to eye,

And hates to hear anyone cry.

A real city has a grace all combined,

We are all one in heart and mind.

A real city loves his neighbor,

With wisdom, faith, virtue and more.

A real city is a garden place,

So glorious, a real show face.

A real city is famous from east to west,

People come to retire and get some rest.

The city is in glorious bloom,

And has a lot of room.

The city has been greatly blest,

Who is so good, it pasts the test!

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A Glorious Day

This is a glorious day of rest,

It is the very cheerful best.

The rain comes down all splattered,

The sheep rise up and scattered.

Step on the cock roaches,

carve the pumpkins for coaches.

Roll your chariot with burning wheels,

Buy a car and make some deals,

Listen to the bells that peels,

Turn around on your heels,

Let people know how it feels.

In a torrent power of song,

Raise your voice to old King Kong,

Decisions can be right or wrong,

A glorious day can be long.

Millions can do a glorious dance,

When searching for romance.

On this glorious day, I choose to pray,

This is a glorious day!

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The Wrong Women for a Man

When searching for just the right woman,

I found to many wrong women,

As a man, I thought I could,

The women thought I should,

So I thought that I would,

I ended up in the druggy hood.

I want a woman with some morals,

Who doesn’t just rest upon her laurels.

I want a woman that don’t smoke cigaretts,

Or blows all the money with casino bets.

I want a woman that don’t do booze,

That takes a bath, and doesn’t ooze.

I want a woman that don’t get drunk,

And ends up on every man’s bunk,

That thinks that I am her hunk,

That doesn’t mess with all the junk,

And lays down with every punk,

I want a woman with no baggage in her trunk,

I want a woman who’s my slam dunk, and

doesn’t smell like a skunk.

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Mr. Right

Behold, Mr. Right is Mr. Wrong,

This only happens in a song.

Would protect me like King Kong,

Or be another ding dong.

I hope this won’t take to long,

It is sad to be so wrong,

He came out wearing only a thong,

I RAN OUT, AND I WAS GONE!!!

I want to find a Mr. Right,

Who will be a pure delight,

Get married and hold me tight,

Right or Wrong, we’d never fight,

To worship me in the daylight,

And keep me safe during the night,

To love me with all his might,

Oh where can I find, Mr. Right?

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War No More

Men will turn their swords into plow-shares,

And stay home with family cares.

The spears will be beat into fishing hooks,

And for his family he cooks.

No hostile feuds, with drugged

Reviews for Obamaism Is Socialism

[boegershausen · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

Not worth the read, just the babbling of an alt-right weirdo.