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To: george wood who wrote (6630)	8/30/1998 12:50:00 AM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 62549

You got the 5,624,000 post before one of the post grubbers could. Good work.

To: george wood who wrote (6630)	8/30/1998 10:12:00 PM
From: John Messbauer	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 62549

Twas the Night Before Crises (author unknown) Twas the night before crisis, And behind White House doors, Not a creature was stirring, Especially Al Gore. The interns were nestled, Dressed in their berets, In hopes that Saint Bubba Would come out to play. When on the East Lawn, There arose such a clatter, Even Sam Donaldson Lost control of his bladder. Away to our TVs We flew like a flash, There's a special report, And it's pre-empting MAS*H! And what to our wondering Eyes should appear, But a homely lil' troll, With tapes for us to hear. With a K-Mart bought blazer, And a bad frizzy 'do, And a tale to be told- To me, and to you. On the chair! On the carpet! On the Oval Office desk! With a chubby young intern, Who was all eyes and chest. The Pres had been careless, Indeed, dumb and dumber. Now the whole world knew Bubba Had gotten a hummer. And Monica Lewinsky Emerged from the rubble, If she'd just kept her mouth shut, We'd not have all this trouble. And thus set in motion, A whole web o' spiders, With pundits galore, And "White House insiders. You ask, "Who would care About Bill and his penis?" Republican Ken Starr, And he's armed with subpoenas! More rapid than eagles, Process servers, they flew! "Here's one for you! And for you! And you, too!" "Now Jordan! Now Cockell! Is there anyone else?!? Let's subpoena the lawyers! And Bubba himself!!" "We want you to tell us About Bill's private life, And anyone he sleeps with, 'cept, of course, his wife." And many months later, After long we've all suffered, Let's examine more closely Just what Starr's uncovered. We've learned "Little Bill" Has a mind of his own, And - horror of horrors - He likes to get blown! A funny fact surfaced, After 40 million bucks: Seems most people don't care Just who Clinton, er, makes love to. The economy's great, And shows no signs of slowing. Hell, we hope Ms. Lewinsky NEVER stops blowing! Now the public's grown weary. Will this sleaze never end? We just want to get back To "E.R.", and to "Friends." Now Monica, Linda -- And Ken Starr, you suck - Get the hell off my TV, Your 15 minutes are up.