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    • AOC’s version:

      Is it the rich?
      Ain’t it unfair?
      Me with my ass on the ground
      You in mid-air.
      Spendin’ (D) clowns.

      Did you hear “Who Dis”?
      Don’t you approve?
      Of one who keeps blaring about
      Bills that can’t move?
      But where are (D) clowns?
      Send in (D) clowns.

      Just when will they stop
      Opening doors?
      Finally knowing
      The money I wanted was yours?
      Making my entrance again with my usual “Unfair!”

      Sure of my lines
      No one is there …

      Don’t you love farce?
      My force, my fear?
      I thought that you’d want what I want —
      Sorry, here’s that beer.
      But where are the clowns?
      Quick, send in (D) clowns
      Don’t bother . . .
      {dramatic pause}
      . . . They’re here.

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