Do you remember the sight, I swelled with delight,
As we chanced on those Wiener-Spitzer faults?
The news of that day: each was betting on sleazy tease.
One shared organ poses (or perhaps they were beefcake cheese).
Number Nine was dour client with alts. (aliases)
As they pants tossed, unclean
Grew the stains of the Wiener-Spitzer waltz.

Spitzer banked from campaign, slummed untrue.
He was plunked high and slimed by bought crew.
Wife didn't know as she waited to sup,
It was taking two hotties to thrill his thing up.

Splitting fly, Weiner's leapt to impress. (la, la, la)
The flirts called shamed boffo address, (la, la, la)
Revealing for all without brothers to see
Just what it is that appears when boys pee.

But these gents were not bright, were felled to no might,
Were de-pantsed through the media's assaults.
News clips blur with time (they've been pardoned by Dem elite),
As New York is governed by white Bloomberg nanny fleet.
Why shrank RINOs? Thank locked gestalts.
Soon they'll both turn, quite green,
To the reins of the leaner city vaults.