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Posted: 12/15/2013 4:38:35 AM EST
Note - I did not write this, I just saw it and it made me chuckle for a minute; hope you enjoy.



'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the White House
Not a creature was working, not even his spouse;
No stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
because Michelle and the kids were in Hawaii spending 7 million there;

The Obama voters were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of free cell phones danced in their heads;
And mamma with her free healthcare, and unemployment benefits with no cap,
Had just settled down for a free winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the mail box I flew like a flash,
Tore open the mail and got my free cash.

The welfare check hadn’t got wet in the snow
Obama was still passing out free dough,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a sign I must not work, at all of next year,

With a Socialist driver, so conniving and quick,
I knew in a moment he was their Saint Nick.
More taxes for the working and spending pretty much insane,
and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Daschle! Now, Boxer! Now, Franken and Reid!
On, Pelosi! On Feinstein! On, Baucus and Biden!
over the debt ceiling! No spending fire wall!
Now tax away! Tax away! Tax away all!"
Link Posted: 12/15/2013 4:43:11 AM EST
Link Posted: 12/15/2013 4:46:19 AM EST
NICE
Link Posted: 12/15/2013 5:01:14 AM EST
How true
Link Posted: 12/15/2013 5:04:12 AM EST
And Christmas was taken from all but a few
Link Posted: 12/15/2013 5:32:45 AM EST
And that will be going on my FB page to see if I can get the remainder of my liberal "friends" to delete me.
Link Posted: 12/15/2013 6:45:37 AM EST
[Last Edit: 12/15/2013 6:48:17 AM EST by abtex1]
Not a new poem this year, but true today as ever!


Here's another one going around the web:


Twas the night before Christmas, all thru the White House
Obama sat stirring, with J. Biden the mouse
Golf stockings were hung, by the chimney with care
In hopes the Tea Party wouldn’t notice them there

The children were nestled all snug in King beds
While visions of Maui still danced in there heads
With Michelle in her pj’s, and I in my cap
We just counted money, and settled down for a nap

When out in the lawn,there arose such a clatter
We sprang from the bed to see what was the matter??
Then away to the window, I flew like a flash
I tore off my cap, then threw up the sash

The moon on the breast, on the white fallen snow
Gave my own droopy eyes a view of people below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
A blue chevy van, with six persons I fear

With a slender ol’ driver, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it was Clint from that flick
More rapid than Eagles, The Fox friends all came
Clint whistled and shouted; He called them by name

Now Riley, Now Meagan, Now Hannity, Now Malkin
GO Gretta GO Get, The Benghazi’s chief Vixen
To the top of the porch, to the back of the hall
Now Dash away, Dash away, Dash away all

As dry leaves before, this same truth will fly
With media cover-up, They’ll fly to the sky
In back of the house in a quickness they flew
The van full of men, and Clint Eastwood too

And then in a twinkling, I heard from the road
Fox newsmen were speaking of my crazy tax load
As I drew in my head and was turning around?
There stood the "Donald”, not making a sound

Suited up for business, from head to his feet
He wasn’t the person I had cared to meet
A big bundle of records was flung on his back
I thought of a peddler, while he opened his pack

His eyes how they sneered, his face cold and stern
I knew he would leave me a lesson to learn
His droll little mouth was drawn down like a bow
He was mad his toupee had fallen in snow

The stump of his pipe, he held in his teeth
The smoke encircled Michelle like a wreath
Trump knew the secret I would never reveal
Not even the votes I would willingly steal

I yelled "Give Up Now On this mission for self
Trump smirked, then laid the form on my shelf
With a wink of his eye, and a nod of his head
I thought "could it be; I have nothing to dread?”

He spoke not a word, went straight to his work
Then left my birth record, and turned with a jerk
Then pointing his finger up toward my head
Then said "You are Fired; we want Romney instead!”

He sprung to his Limo, leaving me and the mouse
With Michelle looking worried of finding a house
Then I heard him exclaim, as he rode in the night
"Merry Christmas to aaaall, and to aaaall a Goodniiiiiiiight!!!
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