Goodbye!

To the The Commander-In-Chaos

Lover of Despots

And the Fawn Pawning

No Accountability!

Of the Anti-Democratic

Lies

3rd-Grade insults

And Conspiracy-Theory filled

Anti-Patriots!

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

• It is most certainly true
• History as Teacher holds the most virtue
• Keep reading and learning of the past
• These lessons will help you
• As you move through the American caste
• Take a break sometimes
• Siesta in the green grass
• Then Keep on Truckin’!
• Miring up the muck in
• Each town
• With your foot pressed firmly on the gas!
• The prestigious cast of characters you will consume
• Will lead you into the future
• From roads past