MAGA Christmas Party

Sung to the tune of “Family Christmas” by Robert Earl Keen
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MAGA Christmas Party

 

Mom loves Trump, and Dad toasts Trump
at our MAGA party.
We were thinkin’ sucker punch 

upside Bernie Sanders’ nog.

Little sister's out on bail again.
She shot a Mexican.

She was drunk, and it was just a whim.
So, we chanted, “Build the damn wall. 

Build the damn wall.”

 

Brother Billy brought his barking dogs,
The ones he takes to hunt wild hogs.
And a dachshund he takes on his jogs 

From his pickup to Wal-Mart.

Of course, he brought his fourth wife, Faye.
Who bitched all about the gays.

Binge watchin’ Bible Challenge all day.
Libtards. Snowflakes. Go burn in Hell.

 

Cut more taxes for the billionaires.
Stop killing babies. End Obamacare.
Send our soldiers to protect our oil.
Though it’s under someone else’s soil.

Fight the socialists. The minimum wages.
Lock wetback kids in chain-link cages.
Hallelujah, everybody say Jeez,
Merry Christmas from the GOP.

 

Pence and Rudy went to the Ukraine.

To ask ‘em if they’d please refrain

From helping Joe’s boy and maybe even drain

Their swamp like Trump done did.

 

And that’s the truth. The rest’s a hoax,

To steal the election from us common folks.

It’s all a witch hunt. The Dems are jokes.

So, we chanted, “Lock her up, Oh, Lock her up.”

 

“Screw AOC.”

 

Starve the homeless. Bleed the public schools.

The Deep State takes us for some dumbshit fools,

Because we don’t believe in climate change.

Obama’s a Muslim. Liz Warren’s deranged.

                 

Blame the media, the New York Times.

A homo President? Not in my lifetime!

Hallelujah. Trump is Hercules.

White lives matter. Vote the GOP.

 

Impeach Nancy P.