11/21/2016, 11:29 am
Tribute to the Perfectly Coiffed One, Anderson Cooper, he of the serious hair -- whose balanced, objective and nuanced reportage led to the election of He Who Shall Not be Named
There is a house in New york
They call the rising Don
And it's been the ruin of many a progg's cred
And God I know mine's gone
My father was a failure
Sold designer jeans
My mother's spawned from Vandy man
Loathes the man from Queens
Now the only thing this Vandy needs
Is a trust fund and a rump
And the only time I can be satisfied
Is when I dog a Trump
O Maher, tell our children*
Not to do what I have done
Spread your lies with sheer buffoonery
And miscall the rise of the Trump
Well I got one hand on the race card
This country I'll defame
I'm going back to old guilt trips
To tear by rage and shame
Well, there is a house in New York
They call the Rising Don
And it's been the ruin of many a progg cred
And God I know I've none
*(Or, if you prefer -- "Obama, tell our children")
There is a house in New york
They call the rising Don
And it's been the ruin of many a progg's cred
And God I know mine's gone
My father was a failure
Sold designer jeans
My mother's spawned from Vandy man
Loathes the man from Queens
Now the only thing this Vandy needs
Is a trust fund and a rump
And the only time I can be satisfied
Is when I dog a Trump
O Maher, tell our children*
Not to do what I have done
Spread your lies with sheer buffoonery
And miscall the rise of the Trump
Well I got one hand on the race card
This country I'll defame
I'm going back to old guilt trips
To tear by rage and shame
Well, there is a house in New York
They call the Rising Don
And it's been the ruin of many a progg cred
And God I know I've none
*(Or, if you prefer -- "Obama, tell our children")