How'n to dealt'd with'n that pesky press? br All be it a reel mess? br Pointin' that shotgun the rong way? br Pret' near kilt'd the rong pray? br Incensin' the V-P so? br Needin' still't 'nother drank to eas'n hiz'n woe? br Excitin' old Harry two - just a bit? br Seems like'n hiz'n heart darn't near quit? br Secret Service rush't to protect the Dick$ter? br br Instantly like a Texas twizter? br Seems they'n fergot 'bout old Harry? br br All shot up like'n a Western movie so skary? br br W wazn't ast what to do? br Already a fightin' a vicious pretsel he was'n a tryin' to chew? br Relaxin' over still't 'nother drank? br Musin' as Bourbon and Jack help't the Dick$ter thank? br br Sorry fer old Harry, the shootee? br Heck no - the Dick$ter a thankin' he waz a fixin' to flea? br Or, make old Harry apologize? br Tain't near brought a tear to the Dick$ter's bloodshot eye? br Got and went a talkin' to that Hume feller 'nstead? br Until't old Harry to the Dick$ter said - br No excusin' fer the pain to Dick$ter he'n spread? br br Fer the best'n huntin' buddies ever: Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, and the Walker brothers - Hiram and Johnny!br br Hubert Wilsonbr br