(Sung to the tune of “The Beverly Hillbillies” theme song.)
Come and listen to a story ’bout a man named Dick,
A rich senateer, with a veneer just like brick.
Then one day when he’s shootin’ for a blog,
His current zip code blew away all the fog.
Nice house…
Garden’s well-tended…
Don’t look like the 72nd…
While up in Sacramento a feller named Duvall,
Did some heavy breathin’ in the microphone for all,
To hear how he’s been rulin’ for the public right,
And spankin’ those lobbyists long into the night.
Very nice lyrics, and so fitting.
DICK likes photo opps also. But only with the Gov. four days after any prolems or danger may have passed. This was Dicky’s profile in the Foothill fire–which was part of his district when he was scoffing down fee special interest food and drink in Sacramento.