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To: Leisler
This megalomaniacal pairing has wrapped late 20th century america in an
unfolding tragedy and spectacle, causing one freeper to refer to Mrs.
Piano Legs as Lady MacClinton...Gail Wynand
 

by Mia T
Act IV, Scene I:
The White House. In the middle a boiling Cauldron.
 
Thunder. Enter the three (unvetted) Witches.
 
FIRST WITCH. Thrice the brinded fat cat hath mew'd.
 
SECOND WITCH. Thrice and once the hobbled hedge-pig whined.
 
THIRD WITCH. Hubbelled Harpier cries: 'T is time, 't is time.
 
FIRST WITCH (a Democrat with conspiratorial leanings):
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd records throw.
Foster, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
 
ALL
Double, trouble TOIL for HUBBELL;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
 
SECOND WITCH (a Liberal Democrat):
Fillet of BURTON snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of NEWT, and toe of LOTT,
LIMBAUGH'S tongue, a forget-me-not;
THURMOND'S fork, and THOMPSON'S sting,
HELM'S leg, and QUAYLE wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
 
ALL
Double, trouble TOIL for HUBBELL;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
 
THIRD WITCH (a stealth Conservative)
Scale of BONIOR, tooth of WOLF,
HILLARY'S memory, maw and gulf
A ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Ears of the MARTINS digg'd i' the dark,
Gall of BILL, and McCURRY'S slips
"Noes" of LANNY, and HUBBELL'S lips,
Finger of ICKES ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a Chinese squadron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
 
ALL
Double, trouble TOIL for HUBBELL;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
 
SECOND WITCH:
Cool it with cash and blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
 
Enter Lady MacClinton:
LADY MacCLINTON:
O! well done! I commend your pains,
And every one shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
[Music, and a Song, 'Black spirits,' and company...
---------from MacClinton

On Neutered and Neutering
 
by Mia T and Edward Zehr (EZ)
 
With all the neutered talk of late
I thought y'all would appreciate
a relevant Shakespearean conversation
with EZ, a clinton chronicler Elizabethan.
 
[I had just asked the playwright if he had writer's block.]
 
 
EZ:
Think that thy bard hath now MacJeff forsaken?
In that would'st thou be verily mistaken.
Mayhap thou hast impatiently forgot
That facts comprise the essence of the plot.
 
 
MIA T:
Methinks thy bard hath schemes forsaken.
Mayhap thou art verily mistaken.
Plots comprise the essence of the facts.
Forsake the contrariwise artifacts.
 
 
EZ:
Gadzooks, could'st be thy bard is put to rout?
'Twould seem his veriest words are turned about.
Could'st show whereby effect doth flow from cause,
Would'st then be due a round of brisk applause.
 
Perhaps I could this point of view adopt,
For was not Bill by Hillary thus bopped
In like wise as MacJeff, upon the head,
And with a lamp, just as thy bard hath said?
 
Thus are the facts revealed for all to see:
Thy bard did make good use of ESP.
Contrariwise, the White House read my serial,
And sought to make good use of the material.
 
 
MIA T:
Thy bard's "effect doth flow from cause" linearity
And 'twould seem thy veriest good use of oracularity
'Twere not the nature of the plots I pricked thy bard to adopt
Withal Bill, like wise as MacJeff, upon the head was bopped.
 
Methought the plots thou would'st use sprung not o' telepathy.
Didst thou never hear the most traitorously corrupted conspiracy?
Brutus's heart wrapp'd in Hillaryous hide.
Interns and China suckling the impotent fool Cheapside.
 
What more paying play than a corrupted plot untainted
With thrice times two naked villains feinted?
Thou art arm'd that hath thy crook'd schemers straight.
Cudgel thy brains no more, the clinton plots are great.
 
 
EZ:
A point well made, experience vicarious
Was grounded in events utmost Hillaryous.
Betruth, the president sustained concussion
Ere I had even started the discussion.
 
But, lest thy bard be seen to make retreat,
The second bop was truly a repeat.
In consequence, I need no psychic hotline
To reconstruct an oft repeated plotline.
 
Now, as regards the wretched Cheapside brat,
And turmoil his concupiscence begat,
Need'st have no fear regards unfolding strife
O'er these events, for Art must copy Life.
 
 
MIA T:
Eureka! (Not Gadzooks!)
Though I have neither wit, nor words, nor playbooks
Thy bard this simpleminded poster avoidth plagiarize.
(Withal thy bard's own baseborn tendency contrariwise.)
 
Now, as regards the wretched Cheapside brat,
And turmoil his concupiscence begat,
Methinks MacJeff's crook'd feelpolitik, the lasix death, his solipsistic sex
Thou must put in cold blood'd cardiovascular context.
 
The brain deviseth laws for the blood,
but the brain 'tself is ne'er understood.
The King's crook'dness flows from limp circulation.
Methinks the solution is swift amputation.
 
 
EZ:
Thou place thy versifier in a quandary,
Redoubling thy most sharp-edged entendre.
The gist of they intent can I but gape on.
Dost thou propose the prez be made a capon?
 
In blood caught up these wretches play their role,
But this must not become Le Grand Guignol.
Lest those of delicate mien be made to faint,
'Twere better I should exercise restraint.
 
Mind you, Act I, scene 4 drips the odd bit of gore here and there.
 
 
MIA T:
Gadzooks!
Thy bard's excessive predilection metaphorical
confuseth redoubled sharp-edged entendre with one blunt oracle.
 
Forsooth, thy bard surely knowth,
Phallus on eunuch can't growth.
Plucking capon from hen's an impossibility,
Unless the cluck's hermaphroditic Hillary.


8 posted on 01/22/2002 8:32:36 AM PST by Mia T
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To: Mia T
I am thy (Husband's) spirit, Doom'd for a certain time to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house I could a tale unfold whose lightest word would harrow up thy soul... --H(illery)amlet, I:5
9 posted on 01/22/2002 8:42:14 AM PST by Leisler
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To: Mia T
So I'm assuming you're NOT on your local 'Hillary in 2004' committee. lol

I can clearly see Willyboy shouldn't have p*ssed YOU off! lol

Great posts!

10 posted on 01/22/2002 8:52:08 AM PST by headsonpikes
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To: Mia T
Brilliant - again. But I am still so stupid - I can't find the "bookmark" thingie.
14 posted on 01/22/2002 9:17:56 AM PST by Freedom'sWorthIt
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To: Mia T
One of the home--sites of... EZ/MT---notice some similarities.

A memoriam was posted here for Ed Zehr(Nov--2001)..would like to find it again!

17 posted on 01/22/2002 9:43:10 AM PST by f.Christian
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To: Mia T
FYI, Mia....I must have a fantastic computer because your fantastic work comes up instantly. I never have to wait for it to load as some folks have. I'm such an impatient sort that I may never have become one of your biggest fans if I'd had to wait....and wait...ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. That's what happens when you get old. What are you coming up with as far as this new trial balloon of Hillary listening to her aides about a possible run for the presidency in '04. Does that mean New Yawkas ('sokay, I was born there) may not re-elect her or does she think Chelsea who now looks like Barbra Striesand may help her, or is she just crazy?
25 posted on 01/22/2002 11:21:46 AM PST by FryingPan101
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