'Twas the Night Before Drumpf's Mess
‘Twas the night before Christmas when through the White House,
The occupants panicked, wond'ring which fire to douse.
The smocking guns hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes maybe no one would think to look there.
The Traitor Tots trembled with fear in their beds,
While visions of jail time danced in their heads.
And Twitler rage-tweeted his usual crap
While Melania eyed him like he had the clap.
When in the Rose Garden there arose such a clatter,
Dumpster spilled all the cheeseburgers off of his platter.
He waddled to the window and opened the sash,
Hoping maybe it was Russians delivering cash.
The flashing blue lights on the new-fallen snow
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But a man with a warrant , and a manner severe.
Cheeto's face drained of blood, though it kept its weird color,
'Cause he knew in a moment it was old Robert Mueller.
More rapid than eagles his sources they came,
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
"Now Manafort, Flynn, Papadopolous and Cohen,
On Stormy, on Corsi, and on Roger Sto-en!
You're all under oath now, so answer my call,
Now dish away, dish away, dish away all!"
Like kids who can't look Daddy straight in the eye,
Without their lips quiv'ring when caught in a lie,
So the beans they all spilled, telling all that they knew,
Implicating Im-POTUS, and his whole family too.
And then in a twinkling Dumpster heard on the roof
The sure-footed step of a man who had proof.
As he hung his sad head and was turning around,
Down the chimney the Special Counsel came with a bound.
Dumpster knew that the endgame was finally afoot,
And his whole sordid enterprise now was caput.
A bundle of subpoenas, Mueller had on his back,
And he looked like a cobra about to attack.
His eyes - how they twinkled! His chin, legendary!
But to Dumpster of course, he looked totally scary.
His pursed lips allowed no emotion to show;
At poker the guy would have been a real pro!
Like a sharp Sword of Damocles tucked in its sheath,
His tongue was concealed behind sturdy white teeth.
When Drumpf saw that face, even just on the telly,
He trembled and shook like cheap tangerine jelly.
A taciturn man, Mueller kept to himself,
To the innocent, he was a kindly old elf.
But the glint in his eye and the tilt of his head
Soon gave Drumpf to know he'd be better off dead.
Mueller spoke not a word, but went straight to his work;
He pulled out some handcuffs and shackled the jerk.
And laying a finger aside of his nose,
Said "The rest of your family will also get those!"
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like a cheat-seeking missile.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, except those I indict!"
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