Twas the night before Christmas (Updated)
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land,
The rats were all scurrying because Judgment Day is at hand;
Their stockings were filled with big lumps of coal,
It was their payment for trying to steal our soul;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of freedom danced in their heads;
With mama in her pj’s and I with my pipe,
Reading the media’s most recent NWO hype;
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I put down my pipe to see what was the matter;
I moved to the door to peek through the crack,
Expecting to see Homeland Security and the men in black;
As I opened the door and listened and looked,
I could hear thundering hooves and I thought I was cooked;
I braced for the worst then saw the white horses,
It was Paladin and his posse and all the special forces;
It was cold and snowy but their heads they were covered,
It was a sea of white hats as I soon would discover;
Tman and Wild Bill and rest of the crew
They were carrying a flag, the old red, white and blue;
Patriots for sure, one and all,
Unafraid to take the fight right up to city hall;
And after that was done, all the way to DC,
They were bound and determined for all to be free;