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I said I'd fire him And/or retire him Unless we find Cooper's recounting Sends him up the river And risks my behind. Jeb says to forget him, But he knows too many things, And then would win what I bet him, That he won't leak to you less I let him. I can't demote him. I'll need to promote him To Scalia's shrine. Unlike John Bolton Who's out there moltin', He should do fine. Life will be all milk and honey – I won't owe Rove any money – And when they impeach me, No way they'll beach my behind.
Music by Harold Arlsn |