Excerpt from a modern day Fitzmas carol from Mr Right. I thought this was pretty dadburned funny.

Ms. American Spy
(Sung to the tune of Don McLean’s American Pie)
A short, short time ago
I can still remember
How the “Plame Game” used to make me smile
And as I read those D-Kos rants
I got a big bulge in my pants
And thought maybe we’d get “Chimpy” for awhile
But then June 12th made me shiver
Fate became an “Indian Giver”
Bad news on the Internet
Precisely what I had fret!
Oh, I remember how I cried
When I thought of Wilson’s “outed” bride
Something deep within me fried
The day that Fitzmas died

The Right Place.
I wonder if Mr Right and Don McLean would let me record it?