(This poem can be sung to the tune of the 1922 song "Toot, Toot, Tootsie, Good-bye.")
Good-bye, Kristi,° good-bye!
You've been ousted. Oh, my!
Please don't forget your blankie;
We learned that when you do not have it you get cranky.
Just imagine the strain:
No more luxury plane.
Protesters who
Know what is true
Are sick and tired of all the lying coming from you.
Laws you should not defy.
Good-bye, Kristi, good-bye!
Good-bye, Kristi, good-bye!
Why did folks have to die?
Ignoring those court orders,
You terrorized so many folks who crossed our borders.
But not only were they
Folks who got in your way.
People from here
You love to smear
And call domestic terrorists will not shed a tear.
All you touch goes awry.
Good-bye, Kristi, good-bye!
Good-bye, Kristi, good-bye!
Please, now, keep a dry eye.
Your make-up will start running--
That caked on goop that you think makes you look so stunning.
Lawlessness--your M.O.--
Makes us want to say no.
It isn't nice
When you run ICE
The way you did, which made us have to pay a huge price.
No, obstruction won't fly.
Good-bye, Kristi, good-bye!
°Kristi Noem, former Homeland Security secretary
