You recall our Founding Fathers
Warned that we could fall to faction
But had they known the Clintons
They’d have warned us of distraction
For every dirty enterprise
In which they’re implicated
They’ve side-stepped retribution
Cause they’ve made things complicated
And we have, in search of justice
Hopeful expectations shattered
As they’ve caught us up in questions
That never even mattered
Do you really think a WOMAN
(now don’t you have a nerve)
Can’t make fortunes trading futures
With no lengthy learning curve?
And just like that we’re walking down
A pretty primrose path
The story’s not extortion
No, it’s women’s skills with math
In Benghazi, in our service
An ambassador was lost
Three heroes serving with him
All paid a bitter cost
Before their grieving families
Could even say good bye
The people should have questioned
What happened there and why
Instead the nation’s asking
From D.C to the Presidio
If the horrible attack
Was really triggered by a video
And now the special counsel
May be having some discussions
To see if she’s complicit
Selling “boom boom” to the Russians
Don’t worry, they’ll distract us
They do it every day
With a hint of an admission
Or a phony dossier
But justice will be served
At a place and time, eventual
For perjury, by definition
Cannot be consensual
No, I don’t think her fate
Will be like Madame Defarge’s
But I can see her pleading
To a host of lesser charges
