They defiantly doubled-down... by hiding rocks inside their snowballs.

Audio track here: https://wilderwealthywise.com/ghost-lesbians-in-the-sky/


Ghost Lesbians in the Sky
by Johnny Wilder (apologies to Johnny Cash)

An old lesbian went riding out
One bright Minnesota day
Upon a road she rested
As she tried to stop ICE anyway
When all at once a mighty mess
Of bulb head illegals she saw
Plowin’ down the snowy road
And up the pavement draw
Their butch saviors were on fire
And their crewcuts were made of steel
Their eyeglasses were black and shiny
And their carpet breath she could feel
A bolt of fear went through her
As her car thundered up her thigh
For she saw the agent there
And he heard her mournful cry
Yippie-yi-oooooooooo
Yippie-yi-yaaaaaaaaay
Ghost lesbians in the sky
Their faces gaunt
Their values blurred
Flannel all soaked with snow
She’s trying to figure pronouns preferred
She was a driver but now just cargo
‘Cause they’ve got to drive forever
On those pronouns in the sky
For Somalis cheating all
As they drive on, hear their cry
As the video cameras recorded her
She heard one call her name
If you wanna save your soul
From hell saving people who hate you
Then, lesbian, change your ways today
Or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Somali grift
Across these endless skies
Yippie-yi-oooooooooo
Yippie-yi-yaaaaaaaaay
Ghost lesbians in the sky
Ghost lesbians in the sky
Ghost lesbians in the sky