Twas The Nite

Twas the nite before Christmass
And all through the white house
not an intern was stirring
For the Prez, For the louse
Her stockings were strewn
Through the house, so they say
Till Tripp came along
And said DNA!
First Lady was tucked
So snug in her bed
And Billy had visions
of Cigars in his head
hen out in the office
There rose such a clatter
Bill dropped to his knees
To see what's the matter.
Up in the Oval
What he thought was bizzarre
Seven lawyers
And one they called "Star"!
With a wink of his eye
They swooped for the kill
But not before blowing
Oh, about 40 mil.
With a twist of his nose
Up the congress did screech
And before one said scrooge
The prez they'd impeach
And to all who had voted
The republicans say
Up yours and your loved ones
Our voter rules the day!

Kevin Middleton ©  2003