Helen Thomas sings:
I feel witty,
Oh, so witty,
I feel witty, and gritty and bright.
It's a pity that my Jew-hate tripped my up that night.
I feel sassy,
Oh, so sassy,
Unabashedly sassy I feel.
And so witty, that the whole debacle seems unreal.
See the batty gal in the mirror there?
Who can that Jew-bashing chick be?
Such a batty look, such a batty face, such a batty mind,
Such a batty me!
I feel tired,
I got fired,
I was hired, but retired now am I.
For my hate forced my hasty exit, good bye!