The Gingrich Who Stole South Carolina

You are a foul one, Mr. Newt!
You double down on race cards with a pile of Vegas loot.
to buy the pimps on K Street, who know how to salute…
for the open marriage values and the morals of a Newt!
Quite low, I’d imagine

Oh, you’re a brawler, Mr. Newt!
Your anger makes it clear that you are less astute than brute,
You would trim the constitution from the branches to the root,
you’re as slimy as your namesake Mr. Newt.
Quite evil….

You’re a survivor, its plain to see.
You occupy the echo chamber, on faux news TV.
You fluster and you bluster when trying most to please,
but shine most in the darkness… when plotting to malfease.

Oh, you’re a jewel, Mr. Newt
In a setting charged at Tiffany’s, you really are a beaut.
The tone deaf pundits love the way you circum-locute,
and support the right of tyrants to dissemble and pollute….
Let’s face it Mr. Gingrich, there’s really no dispute,
you’re just a mass of toxic gas
trapped in a fat man’s suit! (sfx)

Dan Pasley