There once was a man named Adair|
That was fucking his bitch on the stairs
But the banister broke,
So he doubled his stroke
And finished her off in midair
There once was a man from Bombay|
Who made a cunt out of clay
He stuck in his dick
The thing turned to brick
And rubbed his foreskin away
A lady while dining at Crewe|
Found an elephant's whang in her stew.
Said the waiter, "Don't shout,
And don't wave it about,
Or the others will all want one too."
There was a young lady from Kew|
Who filled her vagina with glue.
She said with a grin,
"If they pay to get in,
They'll pay to get out of it, too."
The President swore to the sky|
He'd never asked someone to lie
But the chance was then missed
To request that he list
Positions he'd told them to try.
A girl from 9-0-2-1-0|
Came to D.C. to find men to blow.
She padded her knees
To be at full ease.
At 1-6-0-0? Who can know?
A D.A who'd just passed the bar|
Told Monica, "Come as you are.
There's no need to dress
We don't want to mess
With evidence you can show Starr."
A right-wing spin doctor who's spun|
Lurid tales about Monica's fun
Exclaimed when his eyes
Saw the fruit of his lies
"We've gotten O.J. off page one!"
The President having seen action|
Thought he'd had full satisfaction
Then the news of the day
And an urge made him say,
"I want to retract my retraction."
They wanted to put Bill in jail|
For using his house to chase tail
But the judge wasn't fooled
Saw no crime so he ruled:
"Not guilty! He didn't inhale."