The little lord Donald, wrapped in swaddling clothes, visited in the manger by the 3 Wise Guys, Roy, John, and Vlad
The three Wise Guys: Roy Cohn, John Roberts, and Vladimir Putint
I woke up realizing that since Trump is hell-bent on erasing every noteworthy accomplishment by people of color, and that since you can go to a national park for free on his birthday but no longer on Juneteenth or MLK's birthday, and that since he is renaming as many buildings as possible with his name, that what's left?
CHRISTMAS is what's left. Let's go back 79 years, to that mythical land known as "Queens."
Away, in the manger, no crib for his bed, the little lord Donald laid down his sweet head...
ROY COHN: Hey kid, remember, if you did it, just say the guy accusing you did it, and never back down.
JOHN ROBERTS: And on this day, the Donald was born, and he shall be free from the burden of "laws" that rule lesser men.
VLADIMIR PUTIN: They will say that you are my puppet, so make much noise, and often, to distract from my hand up your ass.
FRED TRUMP: Hey, he just pooped. One of you guys gonna get that?
(THREE WISE MEN EXIT THE MANGER)
MARY ANN TRUMP: Not so fast, you clowns. What are we supposed to to with this "frankincense" and "myrhh?"
FRED: Hey, look...Roy brought something else! 12 year old Glenlivet! SWEET!
MARY ANN TRUMP: And what's this..."ADDERALL?"
FRED: I think it's a vitamin or something, to help the kid grow big and strong.
THE END
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