How does Hamilton, the short-tempered
Protean creator of the Coast Guard
Founder of the New York Post
Ardently abuse his cab’net post
Destroy his reputation?
Welcome, folks, to
The Adams administration!
Jefferson’s the runner-up
Which makes him the Vice President
Washington can’t help you now
No more mister nice President
Adams fires Hamilton
Privately calls him creole bastard in his taunts
Say what?!
Hamilton publishes his response
Sit down, John, you fat mother-
Hamilton is out of control
This is great! He’s out of power
He holds no office
And he just destroyed President John Adams
The only other significant member of his party
Hamilton’s a host unto himself
As long as he can hold a pen, he’s a threat
Let’s let him know what we know
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