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Crazy antics bring right wing joy;
She's loved by freeper geeks.
A no-class kind of pundit
With attack dog techniques.
You ain't seen nothing like her;
She'll deliberately appall.
That dense, blonde talking pinhead...
She's just not keen at all.

Ann spins her own virtue;
She's a shrill and lying freak.
She's cynical and grumpy,
With cheap shots when she speaks.
Right wing Inquisition:
Liberals 'gainst the wall.
That dense, blonde talking pinhead...
She's just not keen at all.

Ann's a bimbo lizard.
Can't do a single trick.
She's a bimbo lizard.
Don't reptiles make you sick?

Is there a spell she does right? (Don't think so.)

She says things for reactions,
Even though she catches hell.
Rhetorical slashin',
Immune to her own smell.
Always bad things to say;
Her lies both big and small.
That dense, blonde talking pinhead...
She's just not keen at all.

She always was
A real unstable thing.
She should be branded
A pinhead clown who's dim.

She spins her usual fable,
As she beats her chest.
Is her spitefulness a sin,
Or is she just a pest?
She gives liberals all the finger.
Ann Coulter's whom we call:
"That dense, blonde talking pinhead."
She's just not keen at all.