‘Twas the night before Christmas on the Capital grounds,
The Dems were laughing and buying more rounds.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
But Americans were broke, and it just wasn’t fair!
The children were covered, but still they were cold,
Because grinchy, tree-huggers stole all the coal.
Momma was in flannel, and I in my robe,
All of us were chilled to the bone.
When outside the driveway there arose a great clatter,
The sound of a vehicle that was beat and battered.
I threw off the blankets and stepped on the icy floor.
I pulled back the curtains to see what was in store.
The moon was shining brightly, so all could be seen.
In my drive way was a hybrid GMC.
The man from the car was out on my lawn
Exclaiming, “Tax credits to buy a Yukon!”
With the cadence of his speech, secret service in tow
I knew immediately this must be MR O.
In hustle and bustle his minions they came,
He simply called them out by name!
“Now Harry! Now, Pelosi! Now, Rahm Emanual!
On Biden! On, Holder! On David Axelrod!
‘Rules for Radicals’ is the playbook we will use!
Now, dash away! We can never lose!”
I pinched myself to see if I were dreaming,
I realized it was real- what I was seeing.
My house was under attack; small businesses too,
I was overwhelmed with fear and unsure what to do.
I heard the sound of clanking, coming from the roof.
Al Gore was laughing, as he calculated to the root.
He was figuring all the money that he would make,
When my house goes through the green update.
Mr. O didn’t mind knocking, he let himself in,
His right hand held legislation, his left a pen.
“We all have to give, we all have to bend.
To end the recession we all have to spend!”
I scratched my head at the notion,
That spending was the magic potion.
This must be figured using new math,
Math that only politicians understand.
He went right to work with pet projects in hand
Merrily laughing! He and his merry band!
“Legislating here and there,
Legislating everywhere!”
Nothing was safe from the power of his pen!
The red ink flowed freely with commands to lend.
The deficit was growing, by leaps and by bounds,
Out of touch with reality; head in the clouds.
Thumbing through his list, and checking it twice,
He said, “You have been naughty and not nice!”
Your taxes are due and late as you know!
Health insurance is required for you to own.”
Mr. O and his minions tacked bills to my walls,
According to the law, I must pay them all.
The economy is so bad and so slow,
If I could find a job I would pay all I owe!
‘The Anointed One’ didn’t come on Christmas with toys in hand.
He came with change, for all in the land.
I heard him exclaim, as he drove back to DC,
“Happy Tax increases to all, work really hard for me!”
©2009 HNJ
