Old Tea Party Bags

To the last strike
Down and out
The Tea party digs in the Twitter Bowl
Last character and all
A skull filled with false entitlement
Birthed from the days of Michelangelo
Who painted their alleged superiority
When the fumes dripped into the blood of Constantine
Where ideas of Western Civilization were birthed
How slaves of yore were brushed off
With a sword then
They thrust a picket sign today
Threatened by pure civic duty
Once a pillar of sociological innovation
Daring today to project city regeneration
Instead of offbeat reparations
Like a vapid Alaskan vixen
To maximize reality
So that demographic economy
Can slow stock atrophy
Topical coverage of latent threats
To the nature
Of blatant republicanism
That runs from the Age of Aquarius
In a cloud of self-flaggelation