My friend, Tom Kuhn, sends me this email from the Bay Area:
Today’s Leah Garchik 🙂 [a newspaper column]
Just after that, Noah Griffin, who writes and performs a song parody every Wednesday morning on Rick Wynn’s show on KSVY-Sonoma Radio, emailed his newest work, to the tune of Nat King Cole’s “Mona Lisa.” Sing along now:
“Omarosa, Omarosa, Omarosa/ You’re so like a lady with such caustic guile./ Since you’ve gone we’re lacking West Wing pigmentosa/ Searching high and low/ It’s fruitless honey chile./ Did you take us/ Write a book/ Then run for cover/ Or is that your way you planned it from the start?/ Many schemes are laid bare at your doorstep/ They’re denied there/ Classified there?/ Though you’re scorned, are you real Omarosa/ Or just the mole you played right from the very start?/ Omarosa, Omarosa.”
And just after that, Ben Bayol suggested, to the tune of “Oklahoma”: “Oooo-marosa, telling tales and making Trump insane/ She’s a tell-all gal/ Used to be his pal/ But now she’s turned into a pain …”
Tags: musical satire, Omarosa
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