Elitists to the right of her,Apologies to Tennyson.
Borkers to the left of her,
Doubters in front of her
Volleyed and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with blog and shell
Boldly she rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell,
Rode the appointee.
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