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To: Eski who wrote (14563)	12/2/2000 10:08:08 PM
From: SJS	Respond to of 24042

How about a small timeout guys, (for a nanosecond), for a bit of comtemporary holiday humor? ____________ T'was the night before the Electoral and all through the land The people were furious, saying "let them pound sand!" The lawyers were assembled in DC with care In hope that Dems would concede: "Yes.. this is now fair!". Republicans were warmly nestled in their beds, While visions of the presidency danced in their heads The Dems with their rhetoric; the VP setting traps had the NASDAQ poised on the verge of collapse. When out in Miami there arose such a clatter We tuned in to CNN to see what's the matter And what to their wondering eyes should appear but millions of ballots, cruising like reindeer "Let's contest the race, let's challege the vote!" Dems prayed for the miracle; can even chad float? More loyal than dogs, his supporters they came And he whistled for the troops and shouted them by name Now Daschle, Now Gephardt, forget about the Vixen! On Kennedy! On Hillary! Hell, I'll be no Nixon! From Miami-Dade to the Washington Mall Now dash away, Spin away, Steal them all And then the Republicans heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof As they scratched their head and were turning around Resilient old Al pulled another yet rebound. No longer would he consider "THE" big humble pie While stalling the process with lawyers from the sky A bundle of ballots he would fling at the court, Hoping against hope not to come up again short. His eyes how they twinkled, his smile so bright he cursed the injustice - he wanted a fight. His droll big mouth was all drawn in a grin his unspoken goal was to fool them again The stump of a stogie could be seen in his teeth, The smoke had encircled his head like a wreath "We shall fight on, and we're not giving in..." "Let's recount the ballot, I just have to win" He looked confident and strong, an arrogant young kid, "For the sake of the nation, I do what I did." With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head He soon let them know, they had something to dread He spoke the right words, and went straight to his work Ignoring the fact, that some think him a jerk And shaking his finger, and thumbing his nose "I'm not giving up," my power's not deposed, He turned to his spinmeisters and gave them whistles They cheered Fast Al, as he launched legal missiles They heard him exclaim, with the election far from sight "Merry Xmas to all, and God Bless us for this fight"