Befuddled neo-conderthalers say
that they don’t know this most ungrateful Scott,
this sad disgruntled Scott, and they say they
want their old buddy back. “Oh, dear, who taught
him how to tell these dreadful lies? Who dared
to take that simple lad and turn him to
some neo-turncoat hack? Will none be spared
his jaundiced quill?” This will never do.
Out from their cavern now they come, and all
agree it’s Scott to blame for this outrage;
again the artless neo-cons stonewall
a weary world from their sad white house stage.
Good Scott, we hear, has thoughts they’ve never seen.
Perhaps he wants to be the next John Dean.