The Night Before Election
Editor:
Twas the night before Election, when all through the House
Not a lobbyist was scurrying, not even a mouse.
Senate subcommittees adjourned and stockings were hung
In hopes of all the back room dealings to be rung.
Trump nestled sweet, with yes men and advisors,
With visions of sugar-plum futures and corporate risers,
And Momma Melania stayed close to his side
Ready to cast a vote for Freedom, a vote for pride,
The Donald.
Our brains just settled for a four-year nap
And all of our futures rewrote and sold for crap.
When out on the White House lawn arose a clatter
The entire republic leapt out of bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the TV we flew like the CWâs Flash,
Searching for, and then finding the remote to see the news flash:
The American public demanding âfair & balancedâ
From talking heads too bloated and loaded to chance
A failure in optics, a goof in the gobbledygook,
Or a restless candidate off-scriptâ
The Donald
His eyesâhow they twinkled! His dimples how merry
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry.
Then in a twinkling we heard on the tube
The prancing and pawing of every little rube
Throwing themselves prostrate, cow-towing me-too-ism
To the beast of hair, the pop of culture, the kink of me-ismâ
The Donald
In his red silk designer power night shirt
And funny bunny slippersânever the shirkerâ
His droll little mouth drawn up like a bow
Ready to knock friends or enemies all for show.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
And we all laughed when we saw him, in spite of ourselves.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave the Democrats something to dread.
âDash away. Dash away Jim, Lindsey, John and Ted.
Dash away, make room Carly, Ben, Mike and Jeb.
Really Chris? Get away, get away. Move it, Scott.
Itâs manifest destiny for the rest of you lot.
He sprang to his limo, to the secret service he whistled,
And round and round the White House he insisted.
The limo screeched to a stop with the thought of Hillary
And a dastardly plan to reinstate just for her the pillory.
All heard him exclaim, âere he drove out of sight,
âHappy Election Day to all and to all a good night!â
George Bandy
Alexandria, Virginia
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