Too much schlock comes from this guy, Mitty flound’ring so.
He’s an of-ere govnor’s son;
Both tried for the prize so high—
Couldn’t get the troops aligned; scion’s flound’ring so.
Mitty’s mess, quite a plight;
Rick from his lead’s taking a bite.

Can’t even get it right in his old neighborhood—
Falling behind in Michigan ain’t so good. . .
He’s stiff as wood.

Seems each day he falls behind, Mitty flound’ring so.
Ain’t on the right trajectory;
His fall might be refractory. . .
Mitty flound’ring so, Mitty flound’ring so.

Can’t even get it right in his old neighborhood—
Falling behind where dad was gov. ain’t so good.
He’s stiff as wood.

Seems each day he falls behind, Mitty flound’ring so.
He’ll get his sights soon on Ricky,
His PAC will write with enmity—
Mitty’s henchmen, go! Mitty’s henchmen, go!