I think Leon Rosselson's song "Vile Violation" gets a bit near the bounds of tolerability:

As I roved out one morning on a trip to reconnoitre
Through wind and weather carelessly I flew,
I spied a pleasing prospect that caused me for to loiter
And I moved in closer for a better view.

"It's a vile violation of my airspace
and I warn the intruder to withdraw,
It's a vile violation of my airspace-
such aggressive acts can only lead to war"

It was written as a satire on Khrushchev's response to the U2 incident, "like an outraged maiden aunt" as someone put it. But taken as a whole, the song manages to make light of rape and nuclear war in one merry little ditty.