(To tune of “There is Nothing Like a Dame,” by Rodgers and Hammerstein from the Broadway show and movie, “South Pacific.”)
There is no place like the House
Nothing’s like the House
Need a venue to delouse
There’s a thriving nest in the House.
Nothing else can make us grouse
Like that noble House
Hearing muck that they espouse
We’d be better off with no House.
Nothing irks like the House
Has more jerks than the House
Seldom votes like the House
Self-promotes like the House.
There’s not a thing that’s wrong in the country here
That’s not made worse when they interfere
That greedy, arrogant
smugly partisan,
House.
There is no place like the House
Sitting in D.C.
In a bar with patrons soused
Hear more wisdom than in the House.
There is no place like the House
Complacency self-dowsed
Light a fire in there to rouse
Pompous imbeciles of that House.
Nothing lies like the House
Then denies like the House
No place smells like the House,
Reason quells like the House.
With taxes lowered on the one-percent
The middle class can’t pay the rent.
That servile, petty and
Never penitent
House.