‘Twas the night before Fitzmas,

when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a spouse;

The talking points were hung at the Obama pad with care,

In hopes that a new Senator soon would be there;

The Prez-elect was nestled all smug in his cred,

With visions of Mary Jane a-dance in his head;

And Barry with a Marlboro, a pack he did tap,

Had just settled down for a leisurely crap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

Barry sprang from the crapper to see what was the matter.

Away to the window he flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw out his uh, ash!

While ignoring the queen of some TV show,

(But it is not nice to put down Oprah y’know),

When what to Barry’s lying eyes should appear,

But a black Hummer, and eight gummit agents — oh dear,

With that federal prosecutor, so lively and quick,

Barry knew at that moment he was going to be sick.

More rapid than eagles Fitz’s coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, Axelrod! Now, Rahm-bo! Now, Little Jesse Jackson!

On, Tony Rezko! On Billy Ayres! On Rashid Khalidi, if you ever want a pardon!”

Get to the bottom of the Chicago Way! Get them setup for a fall!

‘Cuff away! ‘Cuff away! ‘Cuff away all!”

Fitzgerald sprang to his aides, to his team gave a dead fish,

And away they took Gov. Blago, who swore like a feckin’ oirish.

But I heard Fitz exclaim, as they drove out of sight,

“You Chicago guys are all crooks and for sure I’ll indict.”

Farrakhan, Pfleger and Wright
Have spread “the word” with all of their might
Hate’s alive in Hyde Park
“God Damn America!”, they bark
While the press puts the lid on it tight

If Chicago’s the place where you’re born
You might be taught by Ayers, Khalidi or Dohrn
Then you can brag
About how you stomp on the flag
While the press finds a perjury to suborn

You see, Chicago takes us all back to school
To learn the dangers of one party rule
Add the complicit, conspiring press
You get the inevitable mess
When it registers, you feel like a fool

So make of all this what you will
If it opened your eyes, well..better still
The problem arose
When the media chose
To define themselves as “The Big Shill”

Slightly OT(or not)Hillary is from Chicago, too. I don’t know that it means anything but one wonders what she knows.

Allan Kellogg – I’m sorry I called you an idiot last week. I’ve thought since maybe you were making a joke and I just didn’t get it. Anyway, my apologies.

It can also encompass Friends of Angelo, Rangel’s problems, and the medias refusal to report on them until the election was safely over, and presents them as all part of the same culture of corruption.

Or do I dare call it “The Big Fix”?