Sean Spicer illuminates another Press Conference with his usual skill and aplomb. Chemical weapons and a faulty memory about Hitlers history causes upset, and on Passover too. Perhaps he’s talked himself out of a job?
A Thinkless Task.
Poor hapless Sean must rue
His hopeless bumbling interview
As he babbled on the feeling grew
That he was showing how little he knew.
When he thinks it through-
Now there’s a novel thing to do-
He may think an apology is overdue,
But who expects Sean to think and talk too?
Past unfettered lips unwise words flew,
What a pity so few would prove to be true,
Someone get Sean a history of World War Two;
By his own words he has proved he hasn’t a clue.