“We can’t let science, Get in the way of Opening schools,” Said the Kayleigh McEnany To nitwits and fools As she puffs nervously On a pack of Kools While openingly breaking all the rules
See she can afford to Talk that wild Cuz she doesn’t have Chick nor child And we know full well Covid’s not out of style Though she might live in The Isle of Denial
She’s a good servant Serving her master well As far as he’s concerned We can all go to hell But she’s hypnotized And is under his spell So she responds When he rings her bell
Our children shouldn’t be Pawns in his game When we know full well Everything’s not the same He knows it too But what he hopes to gain Is to be reelected Despite all the pain