Or Musical Interlude II
(with apologies to The Zombies)
Dedicated to the Press Corps zombies
Well, no one told them about her
And then they crucified
Well, no one told them about her
And those reporters cried
Well, it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would she know, why should she care
Please don’t bother trying to hurt her
She don’t scare! Oh oh oh
Nobody told them about her
What could they do
Well, nobody told them about her
You see, she’s somthing new
Well, it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would she know, why should she care
Please don’t bother trying to scare her
She don’t care….
Well, let me tell you about the way she spoke
The things she said, the way she does her hair
Her voice was crisp and cool
Her smile is clear and bright
And she don’t scare…
Inspired by this post from Allahpundit at HotAir. Something about crucible and zombies just clicked. Maybe it’s all in my mind…
Stoutcat
