Whilst searching for other Team.net stuff. Dated I know,
but..........
Matt Murray
Subject: Re: Newt before Christmas!! (Long)
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In a message dated 95-12-16 18:30:39 EST, you write:
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> * 'Twas the Newt Before Christmas *
> by Dean Bakopoulos
>
>'Twas the night before Christmas and throughout the White House
>Al Gore was eyeing Hillary, peering into her blouse.
>The Secret Service men were guarding the premises with care,
>for a whole host of Democrats were vacationing there.
>
>Chelsea was nestled all snug in her bed
>after locking out Mr. Kennedy and the dirty thoughts in his
head.
>And Bill in his sportcoat; a heavy grey tweed, had just fried
his brain
>with some Mexican weed.
>
>When out in the garden came a plethora of noise,
>all drunken and rowdy: 'twas Gingrich and the boys!
>Bill jumped to the window, and tore open the sash,
>'It's a raid boys!' he cried, 'Quick, go hide my stash!'
>
>The pot in his blood and the moon on the snow
>gave a psychedelic haze to the objects below.
>When what to Bill's frantic eyes should appear,
>but a slew of Republicans and a keg of ice beer, with a big old
leader,
>all lively and fat;
>He knew it was Newt, 'Proponent of GATT!'
>As vicious as vipers, the Republicans came,
>and Bill recognized them and called them by name.
>
>'Hey Helms! Hey Thurmond! Hey Packwood and Hatch!
>Hey Dole and Pataki, it's time for a bash!'
>A collective cheer rose out from the crowd,
>'Let's listen to Nugent, and turn it up loud!'
>
>Together Dems and Rebublicans danced and sang out in cheer,
>'Screw Health Care and Haiti, it's time to drink beer!' When
from the
>chimney, came a blinding black cloud of soot,
>and Limbaugh danced from the fireplace in a red Santa suit.
>
>He moved through the crowd, then held up his hand
>and when all was silent, he did a keg stand.
>And the crowd raised their cups, as Newt bowed down in prayer,
>and champagne flowed freely, just like welfare.
>
>As Kennedy and Reno romped in the Green Room,
>the rest of the crooks outlined their Hidden Agenda of Doom:
>'We'll pray in schools, we'll shove it down their throats!'
'More
>welfare, more taxes, we'll still get the votes!'
>
>And they drank, hugged, and danced, they crossed party lines,
>and they cheered, 'It doesn't matter, we're all bastard swines!'
>So they threw out allegiance and partisan crap
>and took turns sitting on the president's lap.
>
>And Gephardt and Dole passed out on the lawn,
>and awoke in the morning without their pants on.
>And Packwood gave Tipper a pat on the rear,
>while Judge Thomas and Miss Hill went out for more beer.
>Then the party-goers discovered a sight so touching and cute,
>President Clinton fast asleep, snuggled up next to Newt.
>Santa Limbaugh smiled and threw up on his boots,
>'A Merry Clinton to all, and to all a good Newt!'
>
>
>
Merry Christmas to you all and may you all have new Hoosiers for
next year!!
Scott Davis
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