A Horse Named Chad for Georgie Boy Loren Franklin, 24.10.2002 18:45 Poem A Horse Named Chad for Georgie Boy Poppy gave me a big black horse They let me ride him when I can His hooves they pound the ground real hard As we tear across the land I sit way up in the saddle They gave me a big white hat And a pearl handled pop gun I shoot the brown skinned ones with that Chad likes onions with his unions He likes mustard on his poor Black killer crack fills saddle bags His voice is "give me more" ENRON City Bank GE Rock-a-felon His hay from the Grassy Knoll Strategic Hamlet Native Reservations A New World Order is his foal His blood line comes from Auschwitz And from up 'round Wounded Knee He be cocaine colonization He China White for Brave and Free He's fire breathing gook killer napalm Pollution flows out of his tracks Thirty thousand foot gentleman baby killer Nuclear fusion concrete stacks He's ass ripping broom stick flat foot COINTELPRO KKK He's stabled down in Wall Street FED and groomed by CIA I can't feel it when I hurt you I feel nothing when you cry I feel nothing as I kill you I feel nothing when you die <A HREF="http://www.indymedia.org.uk/en/2002/10/44376.html" target="_new">http://www.indymedia.org.uk/en/2002/10/44376.html</A>