The Battle Hymn Of The Republic Is Hereby Intelligently ReDesigned aka Transmogrified Into A Battle Hymn To Impugn Dick. . .

Dick as in that pompous ASS aka Atheist Supremacist Spokesperson Richard Dawkins. . .

Without further ado here is my brand spanking new parody song version of famous Unitarian Julia Ward Howe's 'The Battle Hymn Of The Republic', which is itself an Intelligent (Re)Design aka "ReModeling" of 'John Brown's Body'. . .

'A Battle Hymn To Impugn Dick'

Dick's eyes have seen the glory of my funning of his wrongs.
He is whining 'bout the scansion of 'The Atheist Supremacist's Song';
He hath loosed the fateful Twitt'ring of his foolishly swift words:
His Tweets seem mighty dumb.

(Chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Dick's Tweets seem mighty dumb.

I have seen Dick spout the back-fires of a hundred foolish rants,
I have builded Dick this blog post which kicks him in the pants;
I can read the pompous "sentence" of Dick blaring "Learn to scan."
Dick's head will soon explode.

(Chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Dick's head will soon explode.

I have penned a funny gospel with some furnished words that steal*:
"As ye deal with God's believers, so with you my songs shall deal;
Let this writer, born of woman, mock Dick Dawkins with some zeal,
Dick's "Truth" is just plain wrong.

(Chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Dick's "Truth" is just plain wrong.

Dick has sounded forth with Tweets then has beaten a retreat;
He is sifting out those Tweets of his before his public sees ('em):
Oh, be swift, my Tweets, to answer Dick! Be jubilant, my Tweets!
Our God is watching on.

(Chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is watching on.

On the Island of the Limeys Dick was born across the sea,
With a story in his grey cells that disfigures you and me:
As he's tried to make men Atheists, let us try to make Dick see,
That God is watching on.

(Chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is watching on.

Dick's Tweeting quite the story 'bout the scansion of my song,
He is foolish to say "stolen", He's a sucker and he's wrong,
So his mouth shall be his footstool, and these Tweets of mine his gong,
Our God is watching on.

(Chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is watching on.



* From Gilbert & Sullivan's 'The Major General's song.