You better watch out
You better make noise
Better not pout
Before she destroys
Diane Feinstein’s coming for your guns
She’s made her list.
She’s checking it twice.
Defined as naughty what used to be nice.
Diane Feinstein’s coming for your guns
She sees you when your loading
Each cartridge over ten
Doesn’t care if you’ve been bad or good
Get ready for this again!
O! You better watch out!
Hang onto that cake
Better not pout
Your freedom’s at stake
Diane Feinstein’s coming for your guns!
Diane Feinstein’s coming for your guns!
Yes, I know there’s no chance of her getting her wish list, but she’s drawn her line. Next she’ll compromise, asking for just a bit more of that cake if she gives up on this or that. She’s just built her fence 100 yards onto your property; she’ll compromise by moving it back 50.
Like Robb keeps saying-Call, Write, Show up.
This is the something I was talking about here and read so eloquently by Rev Kenn Blanchard on his podcast. They’ve put on the Emperor’s New Clothes touting them as the mantle of safety for the children. It’s a transparent ploy to dupe the masses and gain more power and control.
Call, Write, Show up.
Do it again.
Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
OK, that’s the official song of the season. They should have it playing at gun shops as people wait in line for non-existent pMags and ARs.
Concur, we HAVE to show up…
I wrote a Texas Senator, never got a reply (not even a canned “thank you for your soon-to-be-ignored letter”). May have to write again.
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