'Twas the night before Christmas,
when all through the house
So few of courage, and oh so many who act as a louse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
With goodies for all and freebies for all who dare;
The children were nestled all snug in the beds,
While their future's have been hurt and all but dead;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Have ignored our care and are all over the map,
When out in the lawn there arose such a clatter,
To accept another gov't check, that makes us fatter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
And opened the letter, I need my cash.
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