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He feels like my next of kin. Karl predicts few bleeding hearts, for he Says based on his charts He's sure that John Roberts could be Almost like my next of kin. He's promised not to cave in, Though I'm hoping This nomination will go so well With The Congress under Rove's spell That I won't need to butt in. I'd sacrifice Karl to win the fight For what's left of my legacy As the warrior king who fights for the right But remembers two thousand and fears A disaster if Roberts can't win. The illegality Of my rascality, And the time I could do If Kark Rove blew The choice of my next of kin, Means I need my own court To help with the jams I get in.
Music & Original Lyric by Cole Porter |