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Thursday, February 14, 2019

Showboat (Sung -- in Bass Clef, of Course, If Not in Fact in Base Clef -- to the Tune of "Ol Man River")

     (Intro) 

There's an ol' goat -- 

a mi-sog-y-nist, he.
Chau-vin-ists vo-ted him 
Pres-i-dent.
Ver-bal-ly limp, 
he re-lies on Twit-ter
ev'-ry damn time he feels 
press'd to vent.

     (Chorus A) 

Ol' Man Twit-ter. 
That Ol' Man Twit-ter. 
He must know sump-'n

(no way: he's Trump...) 'n'
he just keeps troll-lin.' 
He keeps on troll-lin' a-a-a-a-
long.

     (Chorus B) 

He trolls Bob Muel-ler. 
He trolls Pe-lo-si. 
And an-y day now 
he'll troll A-O-C. 
He just keeps troll-lin.' 
(While 18-hol-in.') So-o-o-o
wrong!

     (Bridge) 

U-S-A,
four tenths in-sane,
pray-in' while play-in' 
through the ache and pain.
Brave that hair... 
those hands! (So small!)
Buck 'im and he'll f**k 'em
with his "Build that wa-a-a-a-a-all!"

     (Outro) 

I gets wear-y 
with all the ly-in.'
But emp-ty heads 
all those lies keep buy-in.'
So Ol' Man Twit-ter, 
he just keeps troll-lin'
a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-
long.  

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