Twas the Night Before Marxmas when all through the House
Did sneak SantObama as quiet as a mouse
Our money in safes we had locked with great care
In hopes SantObama could not get in there.
But then on the roof there arose such a clatter
Outside I did run to see what was the matter.
Twas then on my rooftop I spied SantObama
Departing my chimney with fists full of dollars.
And then as he dashed 'cross the roof t'ward his sleigh
I heard him say "Redistribution is great." - See more at: http://thepeoplescube.com/peoples-blog/twas-the-night-before-marxmas-with-santobama-t15606.html
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