Stormy is her name.
One little fling
with a fellow
Became her claim to
fame.
She met a rich man
in Tahoe.
He was married. So
what?
It seems as though
the rich golfer
Was there to do more
than putt.
Stormy, the porn
star, was
A wonder to behold.
He forgot about
wifey
And baby a few
months old.
(The little affaire
de coeur
Doesn't mean that
he's bad.
Some say he was
bewitched;
Others would call
him a cad.)
How long everything
lasted,
Only the two will
tell.
She claims it lasted
for months
Before he said
farewell.
Let's move ahead ten
years.
The real estate
mogul planned
To procure for
himself the highest
Office in the land.
Somehow the mogul's
attorney
Transferred a large
amount--
One hundred thirty
thousand--
Into her bank
account.
'Twas money to keep
her quiet--
Money to make her
hush.
(When you've got
money, you
Can afford to make
people shush.)
The mogul became the
leader;
But somehow the
story leaked out.
Leader and lawyer
were livid.
What had become of
their clout?
A technicality
Nullified their
deal--
According to
Stormy's attorney--
So she had the right
to squeal.
Both of the parties
can now
Battle it out in
court.
Let this be a lesson
Before you choose to
cavort.
Just a warning,
Stormy:
Don't let yourself
get burnt.
Your episode was
consensual;
It's said that for him others
weren't.
We know, Mr.
President,
You have a lot on
your plate.
Is this one of your
ways
Of making America great?
-by Bob B (3-9-18)
*This is a different version of the salacious
scandal--this time in ballad form.
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