Justin-case
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A visit from BLM
by Justin Case
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the white house;
Not a creature was stirring, not even that rat rudy giuliani;
The evidence was all placed by the chimney with care;
With the hopes that their pardons would soon be there;
The children were all nestled snug in their beds;
While visions of depositions danced in their heads;
And melania in her jacket and Barron in his maga cap,
they had just settled their brains for a long winter's nap,
when out on the south lawn there arose such a clatter,
they sprang from their beds, "oh shit, it's black lives matter".
Away from the window, they ran like scared cats,
to hide in the bunker, with their racist old dad.
Happy holidays all
by Justin Case
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the white house;
Not a creature was stirring, not even that rat rudy giuliani;
The evidence was all placed by the chimney with care;
With the hopes that their pardons would soon be there;
The children were all nestled snug in their beds;
While visions of depositions danced in their heads;
And melania in her jacket and Barron in his maga cap,
they had just settled their brains for a long winter's nap,
when out on the south lawn there arose such a clatter,
they sprang from their beds, "oh shit, it's black lives matter".
Away from the window, they ran like scared cats,
to hide in the bunker, with their racist old dad.
Happy holidays all
