Strauss-Kahn, an Hommage

Strauss-Kahn,
Strauss-Kahn,
What kinda steroids are you on,
Strauss-Kahn?

Strauss-Kahn,
Strauss-Kahn,
What about those of us who are non-
Strauss-Kahns?

Hollande
Had a certain bond
With his favorite blonde,
But he looked aronde—
And the blonde was gone!
She was out on the lawn
Gettin’ it on
With Strauss-Kahn.

Michelle
Was looking swell,
But you can never tell:
The hand on her back
Traced a winding track
Right down to her crack.
She thought it was Barack
And gave him a whack.
The hand was withdrawn
And she gazed upon
Strauss-Khan.
Berlusconi
Had a rigid baloney
For Melania’s yoni.
On some pretext
He sent her a text
And was deeply vexed
By what came next:
She said, You want to hump
Mrs. Trump?
Don’t be a chump.

You're much too plump,
And what are you going to do, stand on a stump?
You need a frump
To jump.
You should point your artillery
At Hillary.

Is Angela Merkel
In your circle?
Princess Anne
Could use a man.
Or hey!
Theresa May!
No, it's sweet that you’re coming on,

I don't mean to yawn,
But you're tryng to let on
That you're a Don Juan.
Come on!
The real paragon
Of sexual brawn—
Is Strauss-Khan!

So Berlusconi
With a limp baloney.
Called up his old crony,
Bill,
And said, I’m over the hill!
Bill said, I’m over Hil.

She's getting too shrill.
Even in dishabille
She’s not much of a thrill.
But t
here’s lots to do still.
It’s not Capitol Hill
But you can still sink the drill,
If you have but the skill,
And the will.
Take a pill.
Try to chill.
But forget about Hil.
She’s worth several mil
But if looks could kill
She’d be guiltier still.
Not even Strauss-Kahn
Would dare take her on.
You’d better log on
To some new liaison.

Meghan
Is taken.
Why don’t you get cosy
With Madame Sarkosy?
Or break a few eggs
On Brigitte’s legs?

Sophie Trudeau—
But it’s a long way to go.
But don't point your baton
At the West-Wing swan.
Those days are gone.
We're just not Strauss-Kahn.

Strauss-Kahn,
Strauss-Kahn,
What kinda steroids are you on,
Strauss-Kahn?

Strauss-Kahn,
Strauss-Kahn,
What about those of us who are non-
Strauss-Kahns?


Robert MacLean is an independent filmmaker. His The Light Touch is on Amazon PrimeTubi and Scanbox, and his 7-minute comedy is an out-loud laugh. He is also a novelist, a playwright, a blogger, a YouTuber, a film reviewer, a literary critic, and a stand-up comic poet. Born Toronto, PhD McGill, taught at Canadian universities, too cold, live Greece, Irish citizen. No brains but an intellectual snob.


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