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Linda Tripp Takes The Witness Stand Silence in the courtroom, Make way for Sweeney Todd, Mrs Tripp, would you please Tell the jury the whole truth And nothing but the truth So help you God. I will, I will, I’ll tell you Things so terrible, Things that will make you cringe. Things that will break your heart And bear the Republican party its revenge. Things that would fill a dirty book. A bestseller. Give it a look! Oh, please buy my filthy book! I’m not a diabolical snitch! Please, don’t think me unkind. I have no ax to grind. It’s all the poor Democrats Who are deaf, dumb and blind! I never led anyone on. I never twisted anyone’s words. I never entrapped her. Never. Oh, please think me clever. He’s an animal. The President. A wild man who preyed On this wonderful child again and again. He’s full of the devil’s sin. How awful, how ungodly he behaved. She told me of her affair, She confided in me these secrets. Monica laid her lovelife bare. She told me things so terrible, Things that will make you cringe. Things that will break your heart And bear the Republican party its revenge. Things that would fill a dirty book. A bestseller. Give it a look! Oh, please buy my filthy book! ****** Humorous look at the Clinton scandal--- A book of verse about the Clinton scandal in on the net at Dream Forge, a zine in Denver, CO http://www.pcisys.net/~drmforge/prespoms.htm NURSERY RHYME by Ernest Slyman Congress is on the Hill, The President's on the grill, Can you hear him sizzle? He's all bone & gristle and soon they'll nibble him down to a whistle. Tweedledee & tweedledum and here come the tedium. Congress is on the Hill, The President on the grill. Town Meeting President Clinton's on the run, come after him rumors spun so footloose and fancy free folks in small towns gather --- strong the urge to tar and feather. *** News Update The President told a joke, the boys at firehouse had a smoke Grandma Moses had a stroke, the U.S. Treasury's broke. *** When Monica Comes To Town When Monica comes to town the president's high-jinx fall down. Lies and rumors confound her, Reporters come hound her and controversy surround her. Up the courthouse steps and down --- She smote a reporter with a frown. OH MISS TRIPP THANK YOU FOR THE STING Oh, Miss Tripp, thank you for the sting. It's a low game: politics; scandal's the thing gives public service a bad name. Though you secretly taped, there's no shame in hiding a mike in your bag You're John Wilkes Booth in drag. Ernest Slyman HomePage www.geocities.com/soho/7514 email: [log in to unmask] %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%