There was a gal named Lewinsky
Who played the flute like Stravinsky
Twas “Hail to the Chief”
On this flute made of beef
That stole the front page from Kaczynski.
Said Clinton of Ms. Lewinsky
We don’t want to leave clues like Kaczynski
Since you made such a mess,
Use the hem of your dress
And wipe that stuff off your chinksy.
Lewinski and Clinton have shown
What Kaczynski must surely have known.
That an intern is better
Than a bomb in a letter
When deciding how best to be blown.