An hour before Rick Perry started
Debating he sat in a room;
Advisors who had been fainthearted,
And didn’t want to bring him gloom,
Began by eyeing one another
As if to say, “You’ll back me, brother,”
When finally one said to Rick,
“When this is done, let’s vamoose quick.”
And he replied, “Hell I’m Rick Perry.
I’ll know when it is time to go;
But why? There’s no one on death row
Tonight." “But, Rick, the fire is hairy.”
“That’s right,” Rick said. “When we adjourn . . .
Naw. Fuck it. Let the mother burn.”