Reading Bill Clinton’s lips just before he cast his vote:
I’m dreaming of a plump intern
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the lipsticks glisten, cigars go missin’
We hear Hill screech in the hall
I’m dreaming of a plump intern
With every honest vote we fight
May the girls be horny, not bright
And may all my new interns be light
Lol - ok, that’s pretty good. Rush should put that one to music, with that pathetic old Slick voice.