twas the night before trumpmas

twas the night before trumpmas 

 

twas the night before trumpmas,

and throughout the church house,

not a democrat was stirring,

except the old parish mouse,
who awakened to check out,

just what was the clatter,
as men wheeled in voting machines,

to settle the matter,
of who would now lead us,

- cause they were secure,
to protect us from voter fraud,

though the mouse still demure,
did not notice donald pussycat,

a veteran mouse-catcher,

who gobbled her up,

- trumps latest poll-watcher!