Halloween night, I was posted near the front door. I heard a bunch of little gobblins coming up the porch.
One voice rang out, "NRA! I bet they have a shotgun. RUN!"
Too bad.
I was giving out full size candy bars and pocket change.
In school, Hillary was called SISTER FRIGIDAIRE
She had grown up near Chicago…and her grades had been very good
And because her dad was pushing her, she had done the best she could
Other children did not like her…they would point at her and stare
They referred to her as Sister Frigidaire
She had always seemed quite heartless…she’s been like that all of her life
All the counselors had predicted that she would make an awful wife
Other children did not like her…they would point at her and stare
They referred to her as Sister Frigidaire
Sister Frigidaire was angry…Sister Frigidaire’s really mean
And she was warning her tormentors that someday she’d be their queen
You will all be dying…when I get power…no, I’m not lying
Then at Yale she met a scumbag…it’s someone I think you all know
He had promised he’d be taking her to the place she wants to go
Other students did not like her…they would point at her and stare
They referred to her as Sister Frigidaire
Sister Frigidaire was angry…Sister Frigidaire’s really mean
And she was warning her tormentors that someday she’d be their queen
You will all be dying…when I get power…no, I’m not lying