The White House has finally achieved a competent workforce, though regrettably it consists entirely of bees swarming the North Lawn—still, they're considerably more organised than the previous administration and produce better output. The PGA's finest threw a spectacular wobbly over being timed, seemingly unaware that watching golf is already quite long enough without their theatrical dithering. Meanwhile, a Florida internet personality shot an alligator and received probation, proving once again that in the Sunshine State, reptilian murder is merely a minor administrative hiccup on the path to viral fame.
🎵 (s)Hit of the Day 🎵
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📜 Lyrics 📜
[Verse 1]
Well the White House lawn is humming now
Quite literally, if you'll allow
Ten thousand bees on Pennsylvania Avenue
Doing what the policy told 'em to
Melania said, "Bring back the colonies"
They took her at her word, you see
Now there's workers, drones, and stingers on the grass
The most coherent policy to come to pass
[Chorus]
It's a swarm, it's a swarm
Nature's doing politics, doing it warm
They invited guests, the guests arrived
It's the only plan that's survived
Yeah, it's a swarm
[Verse 2]
Down at Laurel Park, a young horse fell
Hit Zero died, they don't talk so well
Preakness weekend, the champagne flows
Whilst ethical shadows, everybody knows
And over at the P.G.A., two men in slacks
Are arguing about who's taking too many whacks
Justin and Keegan, hot under the collar
Whilst the rest of us earn an honest dollar
[Chorus]
It's a swarm, it's a swarm
Nature's doing politics, doing it warm
They invited guests, the guests arrived
It's the only plan that's survived
Yeah, it's a swarm
[Bridge]
Texas Children's opened up a clinic door
A settlement, a legal war
The first of its kind on American land
Whatever happened to the healing hand?
The Supreme Court drew the voting lines
Virginia's Democrats ran out of time
Democracy depends on who's got the pen
Draw it wrong, won't draw again
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
A social media star shot a gator dead
Six months' probation is all she said
Clavicular pleaded, walked away free
The gator had no say in the plea
And Claudine Longet's left the stage at last
Shot her boyfriend in the ski slopes past
Negligent homicide, the disco years
Closing chapters, drying tears
[Chorus]
It's a swarm, it's a swarm
Nature's doing politics, doing it warm
They invited guests, the guests arrived
It's the only plan that's survived
Yeah, it's a swarm
[Outro]
The bees know what they're doing
The bees know what they're doing
More than the suits in the West Wing room
Yeah, the bees know what they're doing
[Spoken] Honest to God
The only thing that's working