Twas the Night Before Christmas 2020

Twas the night before Christmas and oh what a year
The end of 2020, for the love of God, is finally near
Protests in Hong Kong, the president impeached
COVID gets loose in China, Kim Jong Un can’t be reached

The China Flu isn’t dangerous, the experts declared
Tom Hanks got the “Rona.” Everyone! Be Ware!
Put everyone in lock down, you must wear a mask!
Unless you’re the president. Don’t even ask.

In all of the stores, toilet paper is gone
Rush away, rush away, on to Amazon!
We have virtual offices set up in our home
But into the video pets and children do roam

Tesla moves to Texas all of its gear
Elon Musk names his new son something unclear
Prince Harry and Megan, away toss their crowns
Jeffrey Epstein hangs himself with a paper gown

No summer Olympics, our sports take a knee
Baseball from Korea is what’s on TV
California caught fire, in the Gulf twin hurricanes
Murder hornets invaded, this year is insane

Protests and riots, the statues must fall
In Portland there’s CHAZ or CHOP or whatever it’s called
Aunt Jemima was banished from fortune and fame
While ole’ Uncle Ben had to be renamed

A super fly landed on the face of Mike Pence
While we waited for a wall, but got more of a fence
Despite the election, President Trump ain’t a quitter
But now, it would seem, he’s been banned from Twitter

Sadly, COVID can be caught even by reindeer
Poor Rudolph has a fever, we’ll celebrate Christmas next year.

(No animals or humans were harmed during the writing of this poem)