NEWSPOEM 19 JANUARY 1996

Washington D.C. -- In an effort to show that the White House is doing all it can to invite discussion of the budget, Clinton tried to lure the Republicans back to the negotiating table beneath 10-foot silver plated windows, alabaster light fixtures, mosaic marble floors and impossibly chic clothing. There was a swank trattoria and an espresso bar, a lavish beauty salon and health club complete with boxing ring.

As waiters circulated with baby lamb chops and caviar omelets, Clinton basked at the center of the gala, strutting through the crowd puffing triumphantly on a cigar. In awe, Republicans sipped platinum champagne and murmured acceptance of his plan to dismantle the military.