Crazy stare and loosey lips. . .
Parsin’ now her Wiccan quips.
Hell’s throes was she in one night;
Now the Teas want Satanism—is this right?

Screw-loose witchy woman,
Lucifer’s her guy.
Screw-loose twitchy woman,
Lukewarm now is her deny.

She was well hellbound—found delight
On Satan’s altar, but no fright
Roars out from her party’s coven.
Who’s her main critic? Badman fatness
Who led silver foot.*

Screw-loose sketchy woman;
Lucifer’s her guy.
Screw-loose shifty woman,
Looney for office that’s high.

Well, we know now who’s her lover—
Sanctimony cover. . .she’d been sleeping
In the devil’s bed.
And now she’s ruin’ that they found
Tapes where she expound-
ed upon her reverence for the man dressed in red.

Oo-oo, grifty woman,
Thief who also lies.
Screw-loose grifty woman
Looney who’s accused of crime.


*Karl Rove, Svengali/Dracula to Bush’s Trilby/Renfield. Of the fat fellow’s myrmidon, Molly Ivins once wrote: “He was born with a silver foot in his mouth.”