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When I arrive at work each day, Bush always teases me, "Hurry, Chubby, clue me in To your chicanery. Who will you be speaking for? Who'll never know you spoke Until he finds that blaming him's A Chubby masterstroke?" So who gets the credit when I put the word out that Pace has been fooling around, So we won't have to ask, and he won't have to tell, whether he is the fox or the hound? Perhaps jealous generals that Peter passed over? Or someone assigned an unarmored Land Rover? To think I've said something someone else will get blamed for Will be adequate payment for the one thing I'm famed for. So who gets the credit when I leak to the press that Valerie Plame is a spy So that Novak, the douche bag, has one final chance to pretend that he's camera shy? Perhaps Richard Cheney in a moment of pique? Or Chief of Staff Libby while turning his cheek? To think I've said something someone else will get blamed for Will be adequate payment for the one thing I'm famed for. So who gets the credit for my recommending which Attorneys we shouldn't rehire, Just to see how well Bushie's fav'rite token Hispanic will do with his feet to the fire? Perhaps Harriet Miers who's for canning them all? Or Pete V. Domenici who was playing hard ball? To think I've said something someone else will get blamed for Will be adequate payment for the one thing I'm famed for. Though I'm now in San Quentin after strangling Bush For ignoring my warning that he needed to shush And never let on who the leaker might be, How can they be sure that the culprit is me?
Original Verse by Dr. Seuss To 'Bushie's Karl Rove' |