To "is" or not to "is"
To "is" or not to "is". That could be the question.
Whether it perhaps could be nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms (I didnt touch her arms) against a sea of troubles
And by lying, end them. To lie -- to pretend
To repent. And by repentance to say we end the
Heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to. Many a consummation
have I devoutly wished. To lie -- to pretend
To repent, perchance to escape; ay there's the rub,
For in this sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off the White House soil,
Must give us pause (The pause that refreshes, Diet Coke.)
Your four hours "is" up.
- Rocky
The goal was to both share a smoke
So Monica a cigar did soak
But off came the dress
Oh my what a mess
And now he's a national joke.
- by MTCJK
Do you really want to know
Do you really want to know
Wouldn't it just ruin the show.
The honor, respect of his seat,
The ultimate prize of the elite.
Do you really want to know
The pain we'll all undergo.
Couldn't he be more discreet,
Instead he chose diceit.
Do you really want to know
Whether or not she did blow.
Happy times are now complete
The stocks sound a retreate.
Do you really want to know
About the sticky seaman flow.
Thiers shock along main street
Cuz she comped the prez's meat.
Do you really want to know
If the prez cums fast or slow
He shots cum in her face,
Like a sparying can of mace.
The goo runs in her eyes.
like the three stooges throw pies.
Dribbles down her chin
Where so often it has been
Then it drips, drips on her dress
The whole country is in a mess.
The intern's done her trick
On the presidential dick.
So What
The President says so what
I had some some fun with a slut.
As long as she was consenting
There's no need for my repenting.
The First Lady says so what
Its lies from a conservative nut.
No time for weeping, and lamenting,
There are truths that need circumventing.
The advisors say so what
The public got its budget cut.
The spin now in full swing
As they sit equivocating.
Will the people say so what,
Or give him a good kick in the butt?
A Man to Leed us into Battle Against the countries foes,
Not the kind of person that'll shame us with his Blows.
A child crys, a woman weeps, a man mumbles
No one wants to see the President's Stumbles
What happend to us to bring us thus
A greater shame we sledom see witness
Is this how we show the world our fitness?
Filled with distrust, His words disgusts
all we can think of is the presidential boner
From our comanding chief n stoner.
Turn away, hide your eyes, the president had told some lies
What is true what is false in him can we trust, not to lust to touch a young bust?
If hillary doesn't mind why shouldn't we, who wants morals higher then a tree?
Gee how time flies, while america sighs, not to see the disguise
A man not contrite, more wrong then right, not a consenice in sight.
what the public extolls, in the polls, shows which way he rolls.
The press senstationalies, clamering to decriminalize, should the president err with no true replies.
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