It was the night before Trump
And all through D.C.
The people were wondering
Just what was to be.
The Bidens were in the White House
Putting away all they could steal
But still they worried
That about their crimes, somebody would squeal.
Hunter came downstairs, and he
Knocked over the Christmas Tree
But he did not say he was sorry…
Just Dad ... Pardon me.
Dr Jill suggested playing some old-fashioned games
Like Scrabble or Snookers
Hunter said nah... the usual is fine
Cocaine and Hookers.
Kamala was there
Dressed in her hat
Reciting lines from her new job
You want fries with that?
Joe wandered in, confused as he was
He asked what it was he had missed...
But what the poor guy did not know
For all his crimes, he was on Santa’s naughty list.
Just then from the lawn there came such a sound
Said I, Could it be the return of THE TERMINATOR?
No, indeed it was an Orange colored Santa
Coming down the Golden Escalator.
His bag brought Electoral College votes
Popular votes as well
Plus, a nice big sign saying...
All you Posters can go straight to Hell!!
He had a gift of a border
Now finally strong and safe
Clearing out the drugs and criminals
Those poor souls the cartels would enslave.
He brought $1.50 gas, $2.00 bacon
Stock market climbing, interest falling
Allies cheering, enemies fearing
Nobel Peace Prize committee finally calling.
He brought in his Cabinet
Those who would bring change w/o fail
Especially Young Kennedy
Who proudly shouted now FAUCI’S going to jail!
He waved to the crowd
As it was now time to go
With a flying golf cart as a sled
And the First Lady in tow.
We heard him exclaim
Looking back where he had just been
Merry Christmas to all, and
MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!