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Song: "You're A Mean One, Harry Reid"
Sung to the tune of: "You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch" by Dr. Seuss
By: W. E. Messamore (The amazing thing is I didn't
even have to change that many of the words!)
You're a mean one, Harry Reid.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
But you love to cut a deal.
You're a greasy, bad Senator
Who loves backroom deals.
You're a monster, Harry Reid.
You've spent us into a hole.
Your healthcare bill will only,
Put more people on the dole.
No wonder it's doing so bad
At only 39% in the polls!
You're a vile one, Harry Reid.
And the lobbyists love your smile.
You make all our tender worthless,
Printing dollars by the pile.
Given the choice between you and Danny Tarkanian,
I'd take Danny by a mile!
You're a foul one, Harry Reid.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your bill is full of rotting pork
Your sleeve is full of bribes.
The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: "Lies. Lies. Lies!"
You're a rotter, Harry Reid.
You're the king of sinful plots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splot
With moldy purple spots,
Your health bill is an apalling dump heap
overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment
of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.
You nauseate me, Harry Reid.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you run a crooked house.
You made us eat a three-decker crap sandwich
But in 2010, it will be your loss!