Tax Foolery has lampooned Donald Trump. Now it’s Hilary Clinton’s turn.
(To tune of “Heavenly” by Burt Bacharach and Syd Shaw as recorded by Johnny Mathis on 1959 album of the same name)
Oh Hilary! Our Hilary!
Keeps Bill inside a pillory.
Or else he’d fool around.
Often she’s found
her man about town.
Now Hilary! Our Hilary!
Will need her own distillery.
To drink to all those emails leaking out.
Yes, we know her –
a ma’am in pants.
Those liberal ideals she cants.
Whilst taking cash, from foreign friends.
And who knows where, the scandal ends.
That’s Hilary! Our Hilary!
Oh, the pretense is chilling me.
A queen who would be king,
Lyric © 2015 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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