[TruthShallSetYouFree]

I’m pretty sure that 60 million patriots have driven a pointy wooden stake through whatever passes for her heart. She is toast (to mix my Dracula metaphor.) She is lying under a large house with only her red shoes sticking out (for you Wizard of Oz fans.) Politically, she has bought the farm, kicked the bucket, given up the ghost, met her maker. Or, in Donald Trump, met her unmaker.

[WhirlwindAttack]

Pining for the fjords. She's an Ex presidential candidate.
There's a moose limb on her carpet and it bit her.
Her mother was a hamster and her father smelled of elderberries.
I fart in her general direction.