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| Twas the night before fitzmas |
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| sabri |
| 10/25/05 at 10:44:17 |
| [slm] 'Twas the night before Fitzmas, and all through the (White) House, Not a creature was stirring, not even the mouse. The target letters were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Pardon soon would be there. The leakers were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of frogmarches danced in their heads. And Laura in her kerchief, and I with my mead, Had just settled down to learn how to read. When from the Rose Garden there arose such a clatter, I hid under the bed and asked Rove what was the matter. Away to the window, Karl manned his station, While hiding was I in an undisclosed location. The moonlight upon my Brain's newly-humble face Gave a glint of desperation all over the place. When what to his devious eyes should appear, But a prosecutorial sleigh, and 12 grand jurists coming near! And the middle-aged driver, subpeonae in his mitts, I knew in a moment it must be ol' Fitz. More rapid than eagles his grand jury came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called us by name: "Now Hannah, now, Matalin! now Wilkinson, Libby! On, Hughes, Rice and Rove! on, Cheney and Hadley! You can't escape now, can't go over the wall! Now to the jail, to the jail, to the jail all! http://progdem22.dailykos.com/story/2005/10/20/05523/482 [wlm] |
| Re: Twas the night before fitzmas |
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| A_Stranger |
| 10/26/05 at 09:23:43 |
| 'Twas the Night of Lailatul-Qadr 'Twas the night of Lailatul-Qadr And all through the frat Not a creature was stirring Not even a rat. The guys were all sleeping All snug on the floor, Till one of them woke From a loud raucous snore. It came from outside, Not a snore but a clatter, So Bilal rushed to the window To see what was the matter. The thought of a burglar Was his reason to hurry, But Alhamdulilah, 'Twas old Ramadan Ali! His charm and charisma Could surely outdo most, His belly shook when he laughed Like a plate full of hummos. His aura was commanding Yet jovial and funny, Like a mixture of falafel And chicken biryani. His angels hung their blessings Over the chimney with care, In hopes that we thank Allah later through prayer. When Ramadan Ali was done, He hurried away, And Bilal swore that he glimpsed A camel-drawn sleigh. "Bismillah-Hirrahmaan-Nirraheem! On Faisal! On Amina! On Abdul-Kareem! On Aisha! On Sonia! On Hussain and Imran! On Adil! On Omar! On Rudolph Ali Khan!" (he converted) And through the most holy night, Bilal waved the spirit goodbye, And the crescent-shaped moon Caught the noor from his eye. And as he went back to sleep, The faint voice didn't wake 'im: "A peaceful Ramadan to all! As-salaam-alaikum!" |
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