Proud Boy

Proud Boy

A Poem by Montag

dedicated to all the members of the Proud Boy 'militia'


Proud Boy


I like to play dress up in tactical gear

burnish the tip of my fierce fighting spear

play war in the forest with my boogies and bros

somewhat of a turn-on  (I dare to disclose)

but please don’t mistake me for a queer or a spy

if you were to do that--I’d just about die!


Surrounded by toys and constitutional guns

I was a digital army of one

til I saw the fascisti were having such fun

patrolling in packs all brio and swagger

we only beat up on the weak and the straggler

No other action has quite the effect

of placing my boot on a degenerate’s neck

So don’t worry ladies, I won’t try to kiss ya

my only romance is with my militia

© 2021 Montag

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Added on June 10, 2021
Last Updated on June 12, 2021
Tags: Proud Boys, Trump, militia, militias, street fighting, street fights, bullies