In regard to the recent discovery that the Veterans' Administration has been manipulating records of the length of time veterans have had to wait before receiving medical care, Fiorella proffers the second verse of that old, old song, "When Johnny Comes Marching Home:"
When Johnny comes marching home again, hurrah, hurrah
We'll give him a hearty welcome then, hurrah, hurrah
He hasn't an arm, he hasn't a leg
He'll have to be put with a bowl to beg
But we'll all feel gay when
Johnny comes marching home
If you'd like, contact Fio and she'll sing it to you.
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