’Twas The Night Before The Election

Vote before it’s too late, before they seal your fate!!

Twas the night before the election and all through the house

Everyone was stirring calling each other a louse

I’m exhausted and needed a nap. But I trimmed my beard, put on my bright cap and trudged out for one more lap.

To the doors I did go, asking everyone… “What did they know?”

And much to my amazement, many knew nothing or could not decide.

The know-nothings grumbled like bears woken from hibernation. I put no credence in them saving our nation.

The contrast of candidates for me could not be clearer. I was surprised the undecideds could muster the strength to open the door.

Sleepwalkers shuffled on every corner. Blissfully dreaming. Unaware of the nightmare awaiting them at dawn.

My reindeer were nervous. They heard unfound rumors. Even reindeer scroll social media. Dogs and cats being abducted and eaten by illegal immigrants. Might reindeer meat be next? 

And reports of a rampant “migrant crime wave” gave them the jitters. 

But I warned them of the greater threat posed by local trigger-happy critters.

So dash away, dash away off to the pole. Not the one way up north but the one in your neighborhood.

So with great trepidation I bellowed “Ho, Ho, Ho off to the great unknown we go”. 

And to those who sit on the sidelines and later complain, I remind them of the price you pay when you opt to abstain.

Published by dunnwriteswell

Boomer who is late bloomer to writing. Healthy addictions include Book TV and exercise. Track all things historic, political, cultural, economic and social. Mixture of tough-love. Minimalist who is fiscally conservative and socially progressive. Realist not afraid to see the glass as half empty. However, still willing to consider outside-the-box, long term solutions to seemingly intractable problems. Old enough to appreciate the greater arc of history while remaining young at heart.

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