Look at Hillary, never a beauty,
now her eyes are black and sooty;
the voice is raspy, masculine,
from speeching through sheer exhaustion;
if she relaxes, Bill, somewhere,
raises a phrase with a controversial air;
Hilly pops to, she must explain,
the 'high motives' of her beloved villain;
Billy's having fun, he plays the imp,
shows up just enough to be a good pimp:
standing in front, taking the bows,
his biggest trick is beaming, proud;
"Doesn't my Daddy look so fine?
he has since Day One of being mine;
when you get old, you gotta work hard
even sick, tired, battle-scarred;
I can't slow down, take off for a day
if I don't want my Daddy to stray;
we have always had this deal:
I do the work and he has the appeal."
