The Director of “Common Sense”
Welcome to Common Sense Land, where the logic is thin,
And the “Freedom” is served with a 40-proof grin!
With a Stetson of gold and a rifle held tight,
He’s fixing the world with his “Sovereign” might.
He’s the ATF boss of a dream-state parade,
Where the laws of the land are essentially made.
“No rules and no taxes!” he shouts to the sky,
While the Facts in his mailbox are left there to die.
His kid’s got a “Dart” and a breakfast of smokes,
While the 51st State is the ultimate joke.
He’s “Empowered” by beer and a loose sense of space,
Leading his fans to a very cold place.
“Make Reality Optional!” screams the bumper-sticker plea,
As he trades in his country for a “Sovereign” spree.
He’s independent now, with no map and no floor—
A Director of nothing, on a 51st shore!