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Unread 10-20-2020, 07:07 AM
Jim Hayes Jim Hayes is offline
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It was Christmas Day in the White House

It was Christmas Day in the White House
and theTrumps were having their dinners
when the President called from the top of the hall
“Get down on yer knees ye sinners”

And them poor Trumps knelt in that cheerless room
and their hearts were all a’thuddin’,
and the President called in a voice of doom,
“Bring on the Christmas puddin”

“Put down yer heads” came loud and clear,
“Cause this is a time for reflection
on the sins of the flesh that have brought us here
and cost me re-election”.

“And I’m telling you now, and I’m telling you good”
And his voice had a hint of pain,
“There’s nobody gets to eat the pudd
till I’m asked to run again”

And a chill of doom ran around the room,
you could cut the air with a knife
as each of them dwelt in the depths of their soul
on the sins of their father’s life.

When upspoke Melania all of a sudden,
oh she of the better class—
“You can keep your goddam Christmas puddin’
and shove it up your .....“

A parody of a parody I wrote back in the day..

Last edited by Jim Hayes; 10-23-2020 at 10:23 AM.
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