MY SAY: TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the House
Not a conservative was stirring, not even a mouse;
The pols had left with a harrumph and a grouse
Reid, and Boehner and the cowards in the House
The lame ducks were home tucked in their bed
Hillary tossed with the polls in her head
I woke up with a START from a terrible DREAM
When heard a clatter and saw a silver stream.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
I peered through the window and put on my glasses
It was a miniature sleigh with eight tiny jackasses
With a spry old driver, so lively and chipper
I knew in a flash twas the ghost of the Gipper
He scolded and shouted and gave them their work
“Sweep the tax hikes, the earmarks, and toss out the pork.!!!”
A bundle of bags he had flung on his back,
And he laughed out loud while opening his pack.
With a smile and knowing and friendly look
He gave every pol a Cliff Notes book
Another election may we all live to fight
Merry Christmas to All and to all a good night!!
Happy Holidays to all of you!!!
Ruth King
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