released transcripts of Pence - Trump meeting re: Congress can't reject EC votes

Child as he was, he was desperate with hunger, and reckless with misery. He rose from the table; and advancing to the master, basin and spoon in hand, said: somewhat alarmed at his own temerity:

'Please, sir, I want some more.'

The master was a fat, healthy man; but he turned very pale. He gazed in stupified astonishment on the small rebel for some seconds, and then clung for support to the copper. The assistants were paralysed with wonder; the boys with fear.

'What!' said the master at length, in a faint voice.

'Please, sir,' replied Oliver, 'I want some more.'

The master aimed a blow at Oliver's head with the ladle; pinioned him in his arm; and shrieked aloud for the beadle.

The board were sitting in solemn conclave, when Mr. Bumble rushed into the room in great excitement, and addressing the gentleman in the high chair, said,

'Mr. Limbkins, I beg your pardon, sir! Oliver Twist has asked for more!'

There was a general start. Horror was depicted on every countenance.

'For MORE!' said Mr. Limbkins. 'Compose yourself, Bumble, and answer me distinctly. Do I understand that he asked for more, after he had eaten the supper allotted by the dietary?'

'He did, sir,' replied Bumble.

'That boy will be hung,' said the gentleman in the white waistcoat. 'I know that boy will be hung.'

Well, the Devil phoned down to Georgia; he was lookin' for a poll to steal

The Devil phoned down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a poll to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind
And he thought he knew the art of the deal.

When he came across this Republican
Countin' the votes with integrity
Well the Devil dialed up in a hissy fit
And said, "Boy, you gotta listen to me!"

"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a G.O.P.er too
And if you'd pretend to let me win, I'll call my dogs off you
Now you ran a good election, boy, but give the Devil his due
I need 11 thousand, 7-eighty more votes
'Cause I think I'm above all you"

The man said, "My name's Bradley, and it might be a crime
(but I'm gonna record; this ain't above board
You might need to do some time.

Now Raffensperger, leak that tape
And put it on the 'Net
Cause the Constitution's still around
And Trump's a martinet
And if he wins it only costs a little of your soul
But it could be the country's final poll!

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There ain't no conspiracy proof
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Trump's all bluster and a total goof
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Georgians denied you four more years
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And Rudy's melting through the ears