Dec. 18 1998 3:30 AM


A libretto in search of a composer

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I showed him my thong,


I let him take a long and ling'ring look.

I led him on.

He studied my thong,

And from that point I had the president hooked.

That night when I took the president some pizza,

I made sure that he knew that he could have a piece.

We went into the hallway by his study

And dispensed with formalities.

TRIPP: Oh please go on!

You must go on!

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