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On the first day of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
More tax cuts for the super wealthy.
On the second day of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
Two plans revived,
And more tax cuts for the super wealthy.
On the third day of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
Three phony crises,
Two plans revived,
And more tax cuts for the super wealthy.
On the fourth day of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
Four bogus numbers,
Three phony crises,
Two plans revived,
And more tax cuts for the super wealthy.
On the fifth day of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
Five Tea Partiers screaming at him . . .
Four bogus numbers,
Three phony crises,
Two plans revived,
And more tax cuts for the super wealthy.
On the sixth day of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
Six hundred billion somewhere,
Five Tea Partiers screaming at him . . .
Four bogus numbers,
Three phony crises,
Two plans revived,
And more tax cuts for the super wealthy.
On the other days of Cliff-mas, John Boehner gave to me,
Twelve blow-hards blowing,
Eleven Grovers weeping,
Ten Lords a-leaping,
Nine Dems a-dancing,
Eight-hundred magic billion,
Seven camels smoking,
Six hundred billion somewhere,
Five Tea Partiers screaming at him . . .
Four bogus numbers,
Three phony crises,
Two plans revived,
And more tax cuts for the super wealthy.
Obama: Ah- Merry Cliff-mas, everybody. A time for hope . . . that we can raise the tax rate for those making over two-hundred and fifty thousand by a measly four-point-six percent. Ho . . . ho, ho.