(An all-purpose apology for Republicans–sung, abjectly, to the tune of “Who’s Sorry Now?”)

I’m sorry, Rush. It makes me blush, Thinking of how come I just didn’t hush. I was a rat Saying you’re fat. You’re not as fat as all that.

Rush, I repent. My words were bent. “Rush is a racist” is not what I meant. “Rush is well-bred,” I would have said. “Addict” just slipped out instead.

You wear the crown With great renown. I didn’t mean to imply you’re a clown. My brain was mush. If I may gush, You’re godlike. I’m sorry, Rush.