She’s had so many scandals,
each one more elaborate.
Despite violations, she
hasn’t been arrested yet.

She claimed, seriously,
a vast right wing conspiracy
had the Feds investigatin’
things she sent online.

All denials, no regrets,
blatant lies and epithets,
she’s a synonym for vice.

She’s the Shrillness Queen
Limo-loving libertine
Favorite sight is a cash machine
Gotta keep her pockets lined
all the time.

There’s no one she won’t sacrifice
Ask Vince Foster if I’m right.
Nullified.

To boost her reputation
you’ll never see her in a dress.
Those horrid pantsuits
imply large ass, but not largesse

Chairman Mao’s designer
sends her his best from China,
but she reacts demonically
when money’s hard to find.

The political thoughts she parrots
would make a dunce embarrassed.
The insidious archetype.

She’s the Shrillness Queen
Smiles like a guillotine
Full of it, like a camp latrine
Any wonder she’s maligned?
Walking slime.

(Noodly guitar solo…)

Not only that, she’s repellant as
a wanna-be aristocrat.
Constantly hiding her past transactions,
more than happy to shill for cash
then swear that she ain’t no ways tired. Liar!
Bet she’ll renege, too.

She’s the Shrillness Queen
Should’a had the interns screened
Next time get the blue dress cleaned
Out of sight’s not out of mind,
concubine.

Life can’t be like paradise
with lawyers waiting to indict
Say good-bye.
I hope ya fry.