Ann Coulter's books are sordid.
She rants and toots her own horn. To sow discord, an obscene disgrace. We're sorry she'd ever been born. She's mean, far ri-i-ight.
Disgrace, Ann is to our country.
She's mean, far ri-i-ight.
We loathe Miss Mean, and all she'll do.
She's mean, far ri-i-ight.
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Dissembling, she's resembling:
Twit, brayin' out loud, for spite.
She moan 'bout no love and family.
Denounce her and the Far Right.
She's mean, far ri-i-ight.
She's mean, far right.
Far right, she's mean,
Far right, she's mean,
With sleazy right wing schemes.