The big rats are scuttling with ever-increasing rapidity. As Dubya's erstwhile Master of Dirty Tricks slinks away to "spend more time with his family" - haven't we heard that one before somewhere? - and hopefully dodges any further Congressional scrutiny, his former boss [who affectionately dubs him "turd-blossom!"] must be ruminating:
"So we'll go no more a Rove-ing
So late into the night.
Though the heart is still as twisted
The poll outlook's not so bright."
Although I don't suppose that Dubya has ever heard of Lord Byron.