To the tune of The Ballad of Jed Clampett (the theme song and closing verse from “The Beverly Hillbillies”):
Come and listen to a story ’bout a gal named Liz,
Poor lady lawyer was nothing like a whiz.
She knew that Harvard was the place she ought to be,
So she came up with the lie that she was part Cherokee!
(Indian blood … faculty diversity … we can check off a box—you’re hired!)
Well, the first thing you know old Liz’s Harvard bound,
Thanks to the heritage she recently had found.
But then a conservative said she didn’t rate,
Her Cherokee blood—she could not authenticate!
(2020 Democrat nomination … down the drain … life’s tough when caught in a lie.)
[cue the banjo to the end]
Well, now it’s time to say goodbye to Liz and all her dreams.
She would like to kill the right
for stopping all her schemes.
Maybe she’ll show up again in 2024,
Assuming she’s mobile enough to get out through the door.
(Rest home … older than dirt socialist using a walker … where’s Oprah when you need her … ya hear?)