The Hillary-Wocky
'Twas Arkansas, with lawyers bold
Where Clinton learned her destiny
The throne was hers alone to hold
The US presidency
"Beware the Hillary, my son!
With ropes that choked and trains that crushed
Beware the suicidal notes
Of witnesses she's hushed"
He studied e-lectoral math
And stalked elusive battlegrounds
He rallied in small whistle stops
And talked the nation 'round
And as October month rolled by
Came Hillary with eyes aflame
With expectations burning bright
And history in her name
A hundred million ballots cast
The paper, a prodigious mount
Electors cast their votes for Trump
And all could read the count
“O! Thou hast beat the Hillary?
The Constitution's safe once more!
Callooh! Callay! They won
the day:
The 'basket' she deplored!"
'Twas Washington, with lawyers cold
Where Clinton lost the presidency
Three Justice seats were filled by Trump
The US destiny
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