To Sander’s house, we go

Over the river, and through the wood,
To Sander’s house, we go;
he knows the way, he’s carried the weight
and the others were paid not to go.

Over the river, and through the wood,
to Sander’s house away!
We would not stop for flip or flop,
for ’tis the People’s Day

Over the river, and through the wood—
oh, how the establishment loves to blow
They sting their foes and sell their souls
as above the fold, he goes.

Over the river, and through the wood—
and straight through the White House gate,
The progress they say is extremely slow,
to us, there’s no time to wait!

Over the river, and through the wood—
When Grandmother sees us come,
She will say, “O, dear, the children are here,
bring a pie for everyone.”

Over the river, and through the wood—
now, Sander’s polices I spy!
Hurrah for he won and corruption’s on the run?
Hurrah the day is nigh!

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