Bill, Bill, Bill, look whach ya did! Got our long thick noses in a nice big mess Dug it up all together Out to get one ass We got our worm on a hook With his pants pulled down And a big fat cow who will make him a clown Knifes in our hands, Covered with slime We're gonna eat him dead or alive Cause we're hypocrites, Yeah, that's right, We go to church on Sundays And then go cheat on our wives Oh we quote the holy bible And spill the dirt on our friends We keep on swerin' by constitution But in reality we're rats, We're hypocrates! So whach you gonna do now, sex machine, hah? Now, lets see those moves of yours, Looks good baby, Oh is that how it goes? One more hon, just one more, Yeah sweet, got that in my notes, Cause we're hypocrates, Yeah, that's right, We go to church on Sundays And then go cheat on our wives Oh we quote the holy bible And spill the dirt on our friends We keep on swerin' by constitution But in reality we're rats, We're hypocrites!
Reason for writing:
This poem was inspired by the Monica Lewinsky and Clinton case.
The hypocrisy behind it made me so furious that I had to put it on paper.
It surely became a historical event(after being displayed everywhere one turned)
so I had to write something about it as well as showing my personal opinion in the poem.
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