Trump must be on the hook for last minute “ grift giving “ …. Melania has highbrow tastes . That zebra skin Hermes Bag can’t buy itself.
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house ….
Not a creature was stirring, not even a RAT ;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that
St. Trumptard soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of
indictments danced in their heads;
And mamma in her moo moo , and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I yelled “
What the Fuck ! “ as I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and
threw out the stash.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so
portly and
thick ,
I knew in a moment it
ain’t St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now,
VLAD ! now,
XI ! now,
MTG and
LINDELL!
On,
IVANKA! on
ERIC ! on,
DONNY JR and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now grab the cash away ! Cash away ! Cash away all !
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of
top secret docs, and
tax papers too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my
GLOCK, and was turning around,
Down the chimney
St. Trumptard came with a bound. ( and broke some shit )
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with
pee and soot;
A bundle of
documents he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they looked
glassy ! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like
greasy hams , his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his
3 chins was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his
yellow teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a
big fucking belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed
my ass off when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I
will have nothing but 2 pieces of bread ;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all
his boxes ; then turned
like a jerk ,
And laying his finger aside of his
ASS,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he went fast
Mmm;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL
SUCKERS A GOOD-NIGHT!
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