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BOB FRANKEN
FOR RELEASE FRIDAY, DEC. 19, 2013
THE SPITE BEFORE CHRISTMAS
BY BOB FRANKEN
’Tis the time around Christmas and all through the night,
I’m still struggling with the HealthCare.gov website.
But the season is lovely with its gifts and its luster,
Even better this year with no filibuster.

The members are nestled all snug in their districts,
On a very brief break from political cheap tricks.
They’ve just settled in, turned away from their labors;
No speeches, no meetings, not even fundraisers.
But on the TV, there arises a clatter
(I forgot I’ve left on the cable-news chatter).
There’s one of the shouters being nasty to someone,
So as fast as I can, I’ll turn off the volume.

Outside there is movement -- oh goody, what fun!
Quick as a flash, I pull out my gun.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But this guy in a red suit and sporting a beard.

It’s Santa, of course, with GPS and a smartphone,
Bringing gifts on a sled, and not on a drone.
They all have been made by the worker elves that he’s
Left at the North Pole to rest up and shoot selfies.


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And the reindeer are with him, numbering eight, I recall;
Among them are Rubio, Cruz, Ryan and Paul.
All in the group are being quite frisky,
Trailing the mean one, the one who’s named Christie.

It is quite the scene, it is heavy with drama,
As each tries to be the one trampling Obama.
He’s standing there mumbling while looking quite sheepish:
“If you like your health-care plan then you can keep it.”
But he has a dog with him, sniffing ’round like a bloodhound,
For right-wingers to blame for the government shutdown.

So the Republican deer bolt, they head right for my chimney.
I grab for my gun, thinking “You gotta be kiddin’ me.”
Claus slides into my home -- the invasion I’ve feared?
Nah, there is no real danger, the guy is just weird.
He is fat, he is jolly, says “Ho ho ho,” has a sack.
And tell Megyn Kelly that Santa is black!

He wastes no more time, starts leaving his swag,
For the tea-party types, it is coal in a bag.
He has quite a time doling out the remainder:
A tact course for Reid, suntan lotion for Boehner.
Till Hillary runs, she gets a huge speech fee,
While Biden must wait as the Democrats’ Plan B.

There’s something else snuck in the bag he’s unloadin’.
It’s from the NSA: poison for Ed Snowden.
Claus doesn’t take long, must fly quickly away.
The deer planned stops in New Hampshire and I-o-way.
So in just a flash he’s once again sailin’,
Shouting words that will hack off O’Reilly and Palin.

Cause there’s no one religion in the cry of his getaway,
Just a cheery, loud wish for a great HAPPY HOLIDAY!
He is being inclusive with a message for all,
And a promise to see us, come next year at the mall.

© 2013 Bob Franken
Distributed by King Features Syndicate, Inc.

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