Miss Bybee Regrets

Miss Bybee regrets, you are unable to breathe today, sir,
Miss Bybee regrets, you are unable to breathe today.
She is sorry you are restrained,
Tied to a board, blindfolded, gagged and drowned, sir,
Miss Bybee regrets, you're unable to breathe today.

When she woke up and found that her dream of power was gone, sir,
She blamed the people who insist on the rule of law,
And from under her judicial robe,
She cried about context and pressure from Karl Rove, sir,
Miss Bybee regrets her role has seen the light of day.

When Congress came and got her and dragged her from the bench, sir,
She wasn't strung from the old willow at Guantanamo Bay,
But at the moment she dies (of old age),
She will suffer just like the victims of wingnut rage, sir.
Miss Bybee will regret she is unable to breathe today.

(With apologizes to Cole Porter.)