The Hillary we hate is His! Hillary we hate her as she is! He married the one woman we abhor. Though he'd had sex with many more before. But only Hillary did he hilariously marry And promise that with others he would do no more than tarry, Nor mimic some Republicans and fool around like Larry He would hate his Hillary as is. No ordinary missionary some claim that he cavorted With Jennifer, and Monica, and others quite assorted So few of them miscarried, or had to be aborted By the Hillary we hate as is. The Mother role was Hillary's until she caught him lying Re-marry? No! But tarry? Yes! Too long to be complying, So she'd swtich roles to reinforce the lying with her crying, Would the Hillary we hate as is. That prospect partially explains why most find her abhorrent. New Hampshire? Fine. But Pennsylvania valleys need no torrent, Which, not recognized in time, could be Mark Penn's death warrant From the Hillary we hate as is. But this new role? What makes her think we'd like her any better? Would it suffice to see her wear her husband's scarlet letter? Come to think of it who's ever seen her in a sweater? This Hillary we hate as is. Or picture her in shorts as a struggling two-bit boxer, Competing against someone who not only out sweet talks 'er, Until she finds the script has changed, then casually cold-cocks 'er, The bruised and battered Hillary we hate!
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