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 *’TWAS THE NIGHT AFTER DELTA* 🎄
’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the lab
Not a creature was stirring, not even a bat.
The needles were lined up in racks ‘neath the tree
Awaiting a visit from old Doctor Fauci.

The children were sleeping as nice as you like,
just not feeling too good since they got their last spike.
Mama counted our grants but was coming up short
like the day they revoked our non-jabbing passport.

I knew at a glance from the look in her eyes
That the grants wouldn’t pay till we said government lies.
Our careers were invested in working with science
but our jobs, they depended on our full compliance.

Downstairs at the door we heard scared monkeys screeching
and knew Fauci was knocking, for Delta’s unleashing.
The door burst its frames ‘fore we knew what to do
And in puffs of black sulphur stood old you-know-who.

“I’ve come for the children,” he sneered with a grin
and I knew in my blood that the demon would win.
The doc’s hands were all covered with virus and clots
from hesitant children who’d refused their shots.

His boots crusted over with hearts he had stepped in,
Fauci leered and revealed his up-next bioweapon.
“It’s for kids too,” said the gene engineer,
and slithered toward Mama, who shuddered in fear.

Mama and I ran upstairs in a thrice
before you could say “any genes to be spliced?”
We piled tables and chairs up in front of the door
while the short devil oozed his way up to our floor.

Mama — she prayed we’d be saved and set free —
while I saw visions of Wuhan and lost beagle puppies.
And just when Doc got there and started to batter,
there arose from the roof-top a thump and a clatter.

That’s when the door burst, it started to break!
And Fauci raced in — for our children to take.
“It’s Delta!” he cried, like a demon from China,
and my heart started swelling and feeling angina.

But then from behind us, a deep jolly old chuckle
from the red-suited fat man with hands on his buckle.
“Not tonight!” he told Fauci; “You, I’ll be collectin’”
and from his great bag tossed me some ivermectin.

In Santa’s left hand was a giant big needle.
He laughed “doc, what you’re doing is fully illegal!”
Then without warning, he moved with alarum
and that needle was sticking from Fauci’s right arm.

We watched with amazement as Fauci then shrank
to no bigger than test tubes at the local blood bank.
Before we could thank him, Santa raced up the flu
“It’s Oh My Chron!” he called, “It’s for everyone, too!”

“On Dancer! On Prancer! On Comet! And Vixen!
That Fauci’s all finished now that I have fixed him.”
And then we were happy; the end of our woe;
I gazed at my bride and could only say … “So!”

— Jeff Childers, Christmas 2021

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11 hours ago, SackMan518 said:

 *’TWAS THE NIGHT AFTER DELTA* 🎄
’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the lab
Not a creature was stirring, not even a bat.
The needles were lined up in racks ‘neath the tree
Awaiting a visit from old Doctor Fauci.

The children were sleeping as nice as you like,
just not feeling too good since they got their last spike.
Mama counted our grants but was coming up short
like the day they revoked our non-jabbing passport.

I knew at a glance from the look in her eyes
That the grants wouldn’t pay till we said government lies.
Our careers were invested in working with science
but our jobs, they depended on our full compliance.

Downstairs at the door we heard scared monkeys screeching
and knew Fauci was knocking, for Delta’s unleashing.
The door burst its frames ‘fore we knew what to do
And in puffs of black sulphur stood old you-know-who.

“I’ve come for the children,” he sneered with a grin
and I knew in my blood that the demon would win.
The doc’s hands were all covered with virus and clots
from hesitant children who’d refused their shots.

His boots crusted over with hearts he had stepped in,
Fauci leered and revealed his up-next bioweapon.
“It’s for kids too,” said the gene engineer,
and slithered toward Mama, who shuddered in fear.

Mama and I ran upstairs in a thrice
before you could say “any genes to be spliced?”
We piled tables and chairs up in front of the door
while the short devil oozed his way up to our floor.

Mama — she prayed we’d be saved and set free —
while I saw visions of Wuhan and lost beagle puppies.
And just when Doc got there and started to batter,
there arose from the roof-top a thump and a clatter.

That’s when the door burst, it started to break!
And Fauci raced in — for our children to take.
“It’s Delta!” he cried, like a demon from China,
and my heart started swelling and feeling angina.

But then from behind us, a deep jolly old chuckle
from the red-suited fat man with hands on his buckle.
“Not tonight!” he told Fauci; “You, I’ll be collectin’”
and from his great bag tossed me some ivermectin.

In Santa’s left hand was a giant big needle.
He laughed “doc, what you’re doing is fully illegal!”
Then without warning, he moved with alarum
and that needle was sticking from Fauci’s right arm.

We watched with amazement as Fauci then shrank
to no bigger than test tubes at the local blood bank.
Before we could thank him, Santa raced up the flu
“It’s Oh My Chron!” he called, “It’s for everyone, too!”

“On Dancer! On Prancer! On Comet! And Vixen!
That Fauci’s all finished now that I have fixed him.”
And then we were happy; the end of our woe;
I gazed at my bride and could only say … “So!”

— Jeff Childers, Christmas 2021

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Beautiful. I was thinking direbills or f8 wrote that....

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