Hilarious Hillary Poem: Chapter One

Oh, those were the days when our brains were tazed

Back in Twenty, Zero, Eight.

When the times were tough and the men were gruff

When they had to go on dates

It was “Clinton” this, and “Clinton that,”

And “Gosh, I think she’s smart,”

He’d just nod his head as he hoped instead

That the super bowl would start

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As the time progressed he’d have hardly guessed

That she’d still be in the thing

But to his surprise right before his eyes

She had still not left the ring

She had just one foe who withstood her blow:

Who had come from a mixed descent

Who presumed that he, might yet somehow be,

The first black president

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But he had no chance, for she wore the pants

From the time that it had begun

For she often basked in the questions asked,

Like the rays of a gentle sun

When her voice grew soft, then the gloves came off,

Like the trick of a clever crook

Though she used her left, she could still be deft,

With a nasty right-hand hook

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Oh, those were the days when our brains were tazed

In Twenty, Zero, Eight.

When the times were tough and the men were gruff

‘When they had to go on dates

They would never squawk when their women talked,

Though by now they were awful scared,

For a silent sigh, and lowered eye,

Was the most that they ever dared!