T’was the night before election
And in the White House
the Obamas were sleeping,
the rumors were doused.
Outside the House, Mitt
was running around.
He made lots of noise.
What he said wasn’t sound.
On the House rooftop,
fired reindeer appeared.
and with outsourced elves,
Romney they jeered.
In their frustration
they made such a clatter
the Obamas got up
to see what was the matter.
They wanted to vote,
but they had no IDs.
And now all their jobs
have been sent overseas.
They wanted some answers.
What they got was “Because . . .”
Romney stands by his statement
– “whatever it was.”
“I can’t worry about them
on this special day.
They won’t vote for me.
Go tell them to play.
“I don’t need the poor
or those tired huddled masses.
Who needs elves or reindeer?
I just want Wall Street classes.
“I need the swing states
to give me their votes.
Obama can have
all those welfare dolts.
“Women don’t know
or can’t say what they need.
Their bodies decide
which babies should seed.”
“Oh, honey,” said Ann.
“You stand by your might.
Sweet dreams to you now.
Keep the White House in sight.”