"As a Catholic, I resent your using the word 'hate' in a sentence that addresses me. I don't hate anyone. I was raised in a way that is full -- a heart full of love -- and always pray for the president.
And I still pray for the president. I pray for the president all
the time. So, don't mess with me when it comes to words
like that." Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi
December 25, 2019
By: Linda Case Gibbons, Esq.
T'was the night before Christmas,
And the Dems had all fled.
Without first putting
Trump's Impeachment to bed.
Nancy was worried,
And chewing her teeth.
Schiff was still staring.
Nadler still was asleep.
The voters were not nestled,
All snug in their beds.
Without visions of Sugar Plums,
Their future seemed dead.
The folks hating Trump,
Numbered more than Joe kissed.
"It should have been Clinton!"
(They shouted.)
It's she that they missed.
From Chris Cuomo to Romney,
They all were a'twitter.
They wanted him out.
He had made them quite bitter.
They had nothing but Commies,
Hairy legs and wine cellars.
They were unable to beat Trump,
With these kinds of fellas.
So more Rapid than Eagles,
They thought of a plan.
It wasn't a good one,
But they agreed, to a man.
Use people with hatred,
There was more than one.
Leftovers from Obama,
Their fight had begun.
Nancy sidestepped the homeless,
That filled up her town.
She would focus with others,
To take the Prez down.
They'd unseat the Trumpster,
Without any facts.
They'd start at the campaIgn,
Without leaving tracks.
There were "professors" with issues,
Who had one refrain,
"Get rid of that Trumpster!
"We think he's a pain."
From wearing a wire,
To declaring him mad.
They e-mailed displeasure,
And did all things bad.
They attacked his religion,
His family and hair.
And what they were doing
Was never quite fair.
They chucked out the rules
That we llve by in life.
Used snickers and lawsuits.
Ignored his dear wife.
They hauled in Trump people,
Who'd done nothing wrong.
Ate chicken in Congress.
Nearly bursting in song.
They planned to impeach him,
Again and again.
Adding more crimes,
With the stroke of a pen.
But the Moon on the breast
Of the new fallen snow,
Showed Dems, in December,
They had nowhere to go.
The thing they forgot
Was that Trump has true friends.
And this fact alone
Would ensure their plan ends.
On this Christmas Eve,
In the Dark of the Night.
If you listen quite clearly,
You'll hear what is right.
The names of Defenders,
Who'll join in his fight.
"Now Jordan. Now Nunes.
"Now Collins and Gaetz.
"On Radcliffe. On Meadows.
"And all of rest."
In this Season of Love
With Love filling the Air.
The man we elected,
Has all of our Prayers.
He's the type to exclaim,
As he faces his Plight.
"Merry Christmas to All,
And to All a Good Night!"
Hold the line, America.
Where We Go One, We Go All.
Stay Strong, Patriots.