He’s such a slime For reporting in real time The nature of his crime During his down time And there’s no disputing His wink and nod to Putin Like his very own Rasputin Was free of any gluten
He’s such a slime That I wish I had a dime For each, and every time That he’s crossed the line In my mind, he’s a traitor A toothsome alligator Our very own Darth Vader But more on that later
He’s such a slime Who’s far from benign A poisonous enzyme That isn’t in his prime Right out in the open You can find him groping For new ways of stroking Putin as a token
He’s such a slime Without reason or rhyme His ignorance sublime The perfect paradigm Of what not to do Especially in my view Even if on que Or out of the blue