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Ho! Ho’s Here!
Christmas Cheer!
Jolly Sleigh Bells Ring!
All the Night Long
We’ll Take to Flight
And O’ The Toys We’ll Bri-ing!
Ho Ho’s Here!
Christmas Cheer!
Jolly Sleigh Bells Ring!
This is The Song
Of Santa’s Reindeer
We Sing it Once a Ye-ar!
Ho, Ho’s Here!
Christmas Cheer
Jolly Sleigh Bells Ring
This is the Song of Santa’s reindeer!
On our Christmas sleigh ride we sing!
Having previously purchased six-geese-a-laying
Man!
Them badboys just loll around the house without a care!
I visited a neighborhood FarmMarket where a local yokel had French Hens prominently advertised.
I figured the Parisians might assist the geese out of their apparent malaise.
So I decided to talk to the French Hens; just to make sure they were authentic.
Well wouldn’t you know!
They were only fluent in Bock!Bock!
The swindler had the audacity to ask me what I was doing.
I yelled at the top of my Sherlock Holmes inflected voice
“The ruse is up!”, startling the Caillard hens
They all busted out Bock! Bocking!
A general look of disdain glowered from their beady eyes at my unwanted discovery
Heads bopping up and down in a scolding manner!
Nary a Merci Beaucoup amongst the flightless crew?
A fitting end to the larks of whose intention was to make me the mark!
Needless to say, I walked out of their as proud as a peacock
For having exposed this collossal fraud
With the swindler in hot pursuit of his full throttled phonies
Prancing indignantly now; Unashamed throughout the market
Merry Christmas!
What great society whimsically gives things away?
How much more money?
Can we put into the Nations’ defense
To throw away more loot in Afghanistan
Or put up an easily scalable border fence?
With a committed consumer program
To stop the radical hand-outs of the Socialist Sleigh!
I shalt halt the Red Devil and his flunkies
Quite literally !
Of their simple-minded
Empathetic faith
As the duplicitous jolly scarlet and white (not right)
Rotund One
Embarks on his annual extravagant
Nightly December 25th foray
Into the cold-hearted misguided domain of ruinous child communal cause!
The fragile moppets radical gratis toy-giving experiment must be given pause!
Why imagine what could be next?
Medicare For All!
Harken to The Grinch!
The Burgermeister!
The Snow Monster!
The Boogeymen!
The austere forbidders of Free Market Frankenstein Society Christmas lore!
Oh! How the individualist freedom nationalists shalt reign down their mighty applause!
At the fortuitous magnificent bigly exploits of the patriotic
Exotic and slightly despotic
(In an USA First way!)
Anti-Clause!
The scattered remains of the quisling red-nosed reindeer Rudolph and his cohorts
Will be seen littered across the lawns!
The punishment for having indoctrinated the “everything is free” fundamentally flawed fawns!
No more fake charity!
Positive thinking!
Hard Work!
Prayer!
Is what created the exalted disparity!
The entrepreneurial King and his pawns!
Never more will we have to endure
The sweet intoxicating evils of those impish sisterhood/ brotherhood of toy-making elves
And their biased political actor
The liberal fiend known to the surreptitious sub-standard squirts as Santy Claus!
A lot of white
In the background
Of your light
In spite of colorful sight
One must take a respite from superior illusions
And fly fancifully forward
Boldly chancing life
As the democratic skipper daringly animates a etiolated kite
Soaring into the dark starless night
The email scandal was all just a lark
Carried forth by the Mendacious Jester’s lies
So he he could advance his electoral college vote mark
Hillary is the Devil!
We will size her up for Salem Massachusetts prison gowns!
Instead of the Madame Secretary of State
It is his supporters wearing frowns
The NY street game Three Card Monte
Is famous for bringing it’s players delight!
As they are ripped off
Smiling broadly!
Not the slightest bit
Tipped off
Surely!
They are being hustled In plain sight
Such is the Trump Cult’s plight
It seems like just yesterday
When we had attended the Monsters Ball
Serendipity runs so quickly
Alas!
No time avowed to the prickly
At this most delectable time of the year!
Cheers!
Will I forget the cranberry sauce once again?
I fear
Nevertheless
The Reith Family duly wishes
A Very Happy Thanksgiving!
Have a ball this Fall
To All
Concede?
Or conceit!
Deceit is the receipt
For the should-be Nobel Peace prize of mine divine Presidency!
The One with Kim-Jong Un
Cannot lose!
In a pandemic?
A systematic mail-in vendetta to choose?
Moi! Wholly refuse to accept the democratic coronation!
As Twitter and Facebook did
I will contact Jack Dorsey and Mark Zuckerberg
And notify Him the gig is up!
Excoriate Him as I wrongly did You
Ole venerated country of Red
White
And Who?
I must profess my apologies for mine errors of judgement
I am a man who relishes divisiveness
And abhors breaches of primacy
As i had thought I had fingered you as a “breacher of bad faith”
I hath wrought in this instance irrevocable wrath upon you
Subtly hath entered into the depths of my mind
During these long interludes
Mounting manifestations!
Nay petty protrusions!
Thoughts!
Illusions?
impeccably formed
And injuriously scorned
Of my most deepest private heartfelt monied machinations
As you have always been
Acted
Portrayed
Eluded in the most sanguine manner
In defense of Sweet Donald
Though he may be irredeemable
As presently constituted
I thus proceeded to defile
Debauch
Despise of your democratic memory
In clear not politically correct prose
Which doth constitute a mortal sin
Only Him/Her?
Or you?
Can forsake?
From the deepest darkest dirtiest depths
Of my own inner light
Not yet penetrating most darkest caverns
Then I smugly say to you
Forgive me!
Everyone is saying it!
Bigly! We must!
So that we can move on
To the next most futuristic
Most daunting
Most exhilarating act of the plutocrats play
Providence has in store for us
The upper crust
And the outer multitudes
What becomes of Fake News?
And the Deep State?
In a Biden-Harris Administration
Is there a reality reckoning coming
From the deluded illusions of the Second-Comings?
Deep-seated inner-driven cult-like recognition repudiation!
Or do they as a ghost in the night
For Republicans disappear at the light of day?
Do the 3rd-Grade Nicknames
Crooked Hillary
Crazy Nancy
Sleepy Joe
Schifty Schiff
Go away?
Sad
The Cult prayed for them to go on Bigly
So they could carry on
With the worst President ever’s
Childish Baby-Man Boy Shenanigans
Authoritarian and Anti-Democratic charade
Twas Hitler who prior proved
The lines of a strong Democracy
Can be made quite squiggly
By those who choose
A charismatic though quite illegitimate figure
A Monster of a Man
An Anti-Leader
Who soils the very grounds of integrity and decency
To revel in his own self-glorifying narcissistic parades
Tap-dancing on the colorful fields of creativity
The original self
Lives in the dormant mind
Biding it’s own time
To bloom into infinite perpetuity
Unburden thine whims from the prison of popularity!
Sing! O Immortal One
Toward the sacrificial whims of the exalted disparity!
Suspend all motion
But for a moment
Away from the ever present epoxy of gluttonous gravity
Dispel voracious vanity!
Propel forth the institutions of valor
Solidarity and Integrity
Paint your portrait on the pastel of ravishing life
To hold fast till the epoch of eternity
Such is the artistic hands that shalt sculpt
The Architecture of the Future Society
Ignorance dispelled into the Universal aerosphere
From an inner force of certitude
Persistently distributed amidst the ether
Transformation appears subtly
Evolution works timelessly
Weaving the strands Into the richer grander confines
Of a more moral
Communal and cleaner
Collective consciousness of sanity
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