KEN STARR, THE HYPOCRITE

Sol Finkelman (solthesage@geniepub.com)
Mon, 17 Aug 1998 10:32:25 -0400

KEN STARR, THE HYPOCRITE

Ken Starr's impartial as can be,
Bill Clinton's not his enemy,
His awesome power makes him feel,
There's more of Bill he would reveal.

With all the weapons he commands,
His probe he constantly expands;
No niceties does he observe,
As long as victims he'd unnerve.

So heavy handed is approach,
On legal borders he'll encroach;
In desperation so in hate,
He knows not what's appropriate.

And so he staggers side to side,
For any fault he's eagle eyed;
Bill's private life is his domain,
With no holds barred in his campaign.

Bill Clinton never was a saint,
Not known for having much restraint;
With Monica no innocent,
Pursuing willing president.

Affairs have plagued all government,
Arousing only prurient;
But Starr had costs to justify,
So on this trash he chose to spy.

The tawdry story titillates,
The "moral right" denunciates;
For Starr a pyrrhic victory,
Enlisting her friend's perfidy.

So few the areas still left,
Of any crime he's still bereft;
So seizes on this tiny fault,
Which does all reason now assault.

For all our money he's now spent,
Results have been incongruent;
It's time we gave this tsar a shove,
A man only "right wingers" love.

Sol the Sage

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