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SPicy's NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

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This entry was posted on 12/20/2007 4:15 PM and is filed under uncategorized.

SPousy said this will not be a suitable version for the grand-kids. Too scary.


SPicy's NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
By SPicy, with sincere apologies to Clement Clarke Moore.

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through our city,
politicians are stirring, maybe even Bill Finney.

Expectations left hanging by Coleman for Mayor,
His mid term report astoundingly bare.

District councils nestled in community beds,
Endless STAR funds danced in their heads.

SPicy in pajamas, SPousy cuddled close by,
we’d just settled in for a night of shut-eye.

When out on the blogosphere an upload caused chatter,
SPicy sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

SPicy wearily opened the internet browser,
”Yes dear I must, even at this late hour.”

New fallen content shined with political ambition,
It looks like progressives may have a new mission.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
a former state lawmaker, his wife’s checkbook right near.

With his refined hair, quick wit and stanza,
could it be? It is, it’s St. Matt Entenza.

More rapid than transit the beckons they came,
He whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"On, Como! On Highland! On Merriam Park!”,
”On, East Side and West Side, you too Mr. Stark!”
”On Grand! On Payne Ave! Where’s Victoria Park?”

” I’ve organized all you progressives behind me!
TO CITY HALL, room number 390!”

Like the hopes and dreams before an election they fly,
St. Matt Entenza ascends to the sky.

So up above the water tower they flew,
A sleigh full of ambition, St. Matt with them too.

In gazing fear, I read on his website,
scary Ideas from a tank, thinking their right.

My heart racing faster, the room’s only sound,
On mn2020 - St. Matt can be found.
Policies, photos and progressive ideas abound.

A bundle of aspirations far flung in his sack,
a politician longing just to get back.

His eyes -- how they twinkled!
The soundbites so merry!
Policies so progressive, more so than John Kerry!

His think tank fired up like he’s ready to blow,
Intentions for this city he must want to show.

He had a red face from aspirations gone by,
and a big fat checkbook that will never run dry.

Will ambition take shape for the former lawmaker?
Will the DFL again play king-maker?

I trembled in fear at my property tax statement;
His agenda will send St. Paul to the basement.

He’s now in my house assessing the bounty,
Oh my dear God, he’ll take more than the county!

Soon taxpayers will have loss of shelter to dread;
His agenda will take all, maybe even my bed.

He spoke not a word and went further left with his work,
He took all the stockings, and my life’s work.

Up the chimney he left with his hopeful desire;
One last waft, he’s extinguished the fire!

He exclaimed from his hybrid unlike a thief in the night;

My names Matt Entenza, I know what’s right for ya’
Please, just one more chance to tax-n-spenz ya!

MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR, See you in 2008 - SPicy

 

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