Bye bye Bondi
How now is the Dow?
What now, you’re fired!
Let me show you the door
As you ask How? “It’s not why I was hired.”
But Donnie kept score;
His “enemies” heads he desired.
Show me your ass as you pass into ignominy,
As you leave as a cheerleader for misogyny.
Pam your game is up, you’ve stooped as low as you could,
But even so it’s come to no good.
You screamed so indignantly when Senators challenged when you lied.
Your indictments ended in humility when they were denied.
So— Bondage Bondi we see your demise as the beginning of the end of a career based on lies.
For over a year you made Justice bend, but we get the last laugh as you meet your end.


PAMELA
A Poem in Limerick-ish
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Now Bondi is given the boot
And all she has done becomes moot
A failure at large
No longer in charge
BUT Congress must question this brute.
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Should sing like a parrot of ‘roids
And that summons that she avoids
Will come home to roost
To give DEMS a boost
But GOP surely annoys.
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Her only chance to make amends
The time in the chair that she spends
Just telling the truth
Becomes less uncouth
And maybe she’s gaining some friends.
So well said for all the people who love seeing “Miss Attitude” leave us. Whew.