Twas the Night before the Senate Vote.
Adapted from the poem "Twas the Night before Christmas" by Clement Clarke Moore (1779 - 1863)
Twas the night before the Senate Vote, when all through the house
Not a Politician was stirring, not even a louse.
The stock holders were hung by the Fed with care,
In hopes that Recovery soon would be there.
The Politicians were nestled all snug in their Heads,
While visions of Ear Marks danced in their heads.
And Pelosi in her Boeing, and Obama In his Cap and Trade,
Had just Decided to call their opposition racists and haters of gays.
When out in the real world there arose such a clatter,
they Hopped in their jets because we don't matter.
Away to Asia Obama flew like a flash,
To beg China not to stop buying our Treasury Bond Trash.
The Bill of Health reform fell on the Podium with a thud
don't give them a Day to read it just sign any way.
What to the people appears to be a mistake,
what should appear but Pelosi to say it is Great.
With a little old switch and bate, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be a Congressional trick.
More rapid than eagles a vote for was called,
And anyone who opposed it was branded a traitor of all.
"Now Reid! now Baucus! Now Harkin and Dodd!
And let's not forget Senator Olympia Snow!
To the Press, the radio, to the blogs on the Internet!
Now send in your shills, Pronounce its great and it's not going to Fail."
As the Amendments and earmarks begin to fly,
We must pay back to the Democrats who's votes we had to buy.
So up to the house-top the Lobbyists they flew,
With the sleigh full of Tax breaks, Special Projects, Loop holes, and a Bundle or two.
And then, in a twinkling, It was sent to be proofed
The prancing of Aids trying to turn Four Thousand pages into Two.
As the people shook their head and asked how can this be sound,
the politicians just shrugged and said they are ideologically bound.
They dressed it all up, Making it sound like it was true,
But hidden in the details are the clauses that all will be bound to.
Laws, Penalties, Fees, and don't forget the Tax,
And They looked so smug as they stabbed us in the back.
They had to get it passed so they could enjoy the Holidays right,
It didn't matter to them if the Bill they passed is Tripe.
We heard them exclaim, Obama signed, Now all is right,
This is Historic legislation, thanks to the Democrats, you can sleep we'll at night.
So don't worry about unemployment, your mortgage, or the national deficit,
We'll get to it eventually, once our promises have been met.
We're giving you change, you just didn't understand what we meant,
So don't get upset, vote for a Liberal, and this is what you get.