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Dear Ladies and Gentlemen:

'Twas the Night Before Junky

A Parody by Caleb Boone

'Twas the night before Junky, when all through the house,
Donald Trump was not wearing a tie or a blouse;
His stockings were left at the laundry with care,
For dry-cleaning, just as he does with his hair.
His children had moved to Geneva, forever;
‘Cause the skiing is better in cold snowy weather;
His fifth wife in her 'kerchief, and he in his cap,
Had just removed their brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
He sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and spent some more cash.
The baked chicken breast with rice pudding to go,
Made him think that he soon would have supper below,
But, what a sight did his wondering eyes quickly see:
A sleigh full of Democrats with Bill and Hillary!
Poor Donald felt woozy, feverish and sick,
For he thought it would just be Rudolph and Saint Nick.
Up from his stomach his nausea came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and said Doctor Carson was to blame!
"Now, Marco! now, Ted! You have made me like Nixon!
On, Lindsey! on, Stupid! on, Carly and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! To Statuary Hall!
I must find a way to insult them all!"
As one hundred dollar bills Don might bake in a pie,
He thought he would win with his best college try;
Up to the top of the polls he had flown,
But he was only a mama’s boy, never full-grown.
And then, in a twinkling he came crashing down,
With his hair looking frizzy like Bozo the Clown.
As the public grew wiser and was turning around,
Down the chimney Saint Hillary came with a bound.
She was dressed all in fur, from her head to her toe,
And her holster was full of guns ready to go;
A bundle of missiles she had thrown on her back,
She looked like an arms-dealer just opening her pack.
Her eyes—how they twinkled! her dimples, how merry!
Her cheeks were like roses, her nose like a cherry!
Her droll little mouth was drawn up in a sneer,
While Bill, her First Lady, drank a snifter of cheer.
The stump of a pipe Bill held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled Bill’s head like a wreath;
Bill had a broad face and hands big like two hams,
And he shook when he laughed, like jelly and jam.
Bill was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
Don cried when he saw him, in spite of himself.
A wink of Bill’s eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave Don to know his campaign was quite dead.
Bill spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
He gave winning speeches that proved Don was a jerk,
As Bill lay his finger aside of his nose,
He gave that Clinton nod and up the chimney he rose.
Bill sprang to his sleigh, to his wife gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like a screaming cruise missile.
But I heard Bill exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Don, get out of town, you're so impolite!”

December 19, 2015

Have a Dovely.

Sincerely yours,
Caleb Boone.

Caleb, you might think that you are smart. But I think you are stupid to not be able to write a single sentence that one can understand. You know why Donald Trump is doing so well, because he speaks that even a 4th grader can comprehend.

Caleb is a biblical name but you are uneducated, a hateful individual and you don't want America to be great. You vote party line and not for country. Read the story of Caleb in the bible.

TRUMP deserves all credit for putting issues on world stage. Tough and fearless, the best man for the job.
It is in his DNA to win and he will Win for America.

Perhaps with Trump there will be justice for the silently persecuted in this nation ...wade and patti @ memereand pepere ( fb)