There's so much to be thankful for, in yet another bountiful year.
Take the fat, stuffed, overcooked turkey in the White House (please!)
sparing itself the bad news, handing out a white meat reprieve.
Headlines that proclaimed, DJ seen as aligned with bad boy Bubba
had all the petting pundits and wanky wits of late-night TV
positing master-slave dialectics and spitting images of choking chickens.
But wait, they'd say, the plot thickens:
The guy they are calling Bubba is really Bibi.
Melania who was just a kid at the time when they met
is terrified that Donald may now overcompensate,
as he is wont to do at the drop of a hat,
And blow up fat f*ck Kim while he's asleep in bed.
DJ should be tragically beaten to death, gain-of-function style, until he cries.
Meantime, we stare him down, look him straight in his Sodom eyes.
