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impeachment by Christmas>>>>>>>>

‘t Was the night before Christmas and all through the House
Not a creature was stirring, not even a louse
The stockings were hung by the gavel with care
In the hopes that Trump soon would be there

The Dems were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of impeachment danced in their heads.
Nancy in her kerchief and Schiff in his cap
Had just settled down for more propaganda pap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew with a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave a luster of mid-day to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should happen?
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny Publicans

With an orange haired driver so lively and plump
Well I knew in a moment, it must be President Trump
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came
And he whistled and he shouted and he called them by name

“On McConnel, on Nunes, on Jordon and Crawford
On Stewart, on Stefanik, on Hurd and Ratcliffe!
To the top of the portico, to the top of the dome
Now, dash away, dash away, dash away home!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet to an obstacle mount to the sky
So up to the rooftop the coursers they flew
With a sleigh full of tax cuts and President Trump too.

And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing, the nawing of each little tooth
As I drew in my head and was turning around
Down the chimney Trump came with a bound

He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of tax cuts he had flung on his back
And he looked and said, “propaganda be damned!”

His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry
His droll little mouth was drawn up in a bow
And the shine on his grin was as white as the snow

The stump of an egg roll, he held tight in his teeth
And the plum sauce aroma, showed China his feat
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when laughed (ho, ho, ho, ho) like a bowl full of jelly
(ho, ho, ho, ho)

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old Prez
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of his says
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know Al-Bagdhadi was dead

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
And filled all the stockings and turned with a twerk
And laying a finger to the side of his nose
And giving a nod up the chimney he rose

He sprang to his sleigh, and to his team gave a whistle
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Keep America Great and remember the date!”