My Dirt On The Clintons

Once, a president under duress

Confessed to a great deal of stress.

‘Twas beyond his reach

To deliver a speech

So he gave out an email address.


There was a political genius

Who possessed such a marvelous keenness.

He’d be more beloved, except

His PR was inept

On the point of interns and his penius.


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