All Dressed Up and Nowhere to go

Conduh. Alone. Devoting her life to making my disastrous policies look good. And what does she have to show for it? Nothing. Sad, isn't it? No one to share her life with. She has so many fine qualities: educated, great linguistic skills, sophisticated, charming, a great pianis. Amazing that some lucky ifella has not snapped her up. Best of all, at least from my perspective, is that she has an oil tanker named after her.