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by Earl Gipson
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the City
Many not so bright people in power, Oh what a pity
The Citizens’ stocking were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that Santa would relieve their despair.
While the Citizens slept all snug in their beds
Their hopes were dashed, their dreams, they lay dead.
Come Julia, come Mia, come Barry, fake Santa said with a roar
Lets conspire to see if we can screw this up more.
The unions want wages that SeaTac can now ill afford
“No matter” they said, “we have minions in hordes.”
So the Prop #1 vote went sideways as the businesses wept
The voters said “huh?! What secrets were kept?”
The City in tatters no matter the cause
To the crazies, it gave them no pause.
The Cactus said “Screw it why do I bother,
There’s other Cities with more freedom, so perhaps find another.”
“This has been done before,” he says with a fright
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”