‘Twas the night before Christmas

At IMAO

No spoonerism was stirring

From President Joe.

.

Momma in her courtship

And I in my cups

Had just settled down

With binding pre-nups.

.

When up on the roof

There arose such a clatter

“It’s just the Emu –” she said —

“What does it matter?”

.

I ran to the window

And threw up on the sash

While yelling to DamnCat

“Get me Walrus-k-k-k – – cash!”

.

When what to my wandering eye should appear

But Ten-Point-Eight interns —

Looking hot —

Cheers and beer.

.

“Bo Derek, and Raquel!

“And is that Paris Hilton?

“Mary Ann with Ginger!” —

Vixens all. “Pass the Stilton.”