[Vision2020] 'Twas the Night Before . . .

[Tom Hansen]

Courtesy of today's (December 14, 2008) Spokesman Review.

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'Twas the Night Before . . .
By Gary Crooks 

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land
No reporters were stirring, most had been canned.
The economy cratered, the market turned bear,
The mavens of bailouts had sold their last shares.

Republicans nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Sarah danced in their heads.
Bundled in silk for a long winter nap,
They knew that Obama would now take the rap.

When on the TV there arose such a clatter:
A run on the banks? No, Oprah is fatter.
Away to the tube, the nation did dash:
Jen's posing naked; Brit has a rash.

Once back in bed, a nightmare ensued:
It's 2003 and we're coming unglued.
When what to our wondering eyes should appear?
It's The Prez and The Vice and they're spreading more fear.
 
More vapid than legal, their coursers they came,
They whistled and shouted and called them by name:
Now, Condi! Now, Bremer! Now, Wolfy and Rove!
On Rummy! On Tommy! To Iraq's weapons trove!
To the top of the White House, to the top of the Mall,
Now dash away, dash away, once and for all.

Now the hope of the nation rhymes with Osama,
He's cool and he's skinny and doesn't like drama.
Global warming is real, unlike WMD.
His verbs and his nouns all seem to agree.
 
He sprang to the lead while his foe was flip-flopping,
Barack touted change, while Palin went shopping.
But I heard her exclaim after conceding defeat, 
"Merry Christmas, y'all, and keep those receipts."

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Seeya round town, Moscow.

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho
 
"For a lapse Lutheran born-again Buddhist pan-Humanist Universalist 
Unitarian Wiccan Agnostic like myself there's really no reason ever to go 
to work."

- Roy Zimmerman


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