Twas the night before the election when all through the land

With thanks to Ann at And So it Goes in Schreveport for this link.

With Apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

Twas the night before the election when all through the land



Not a liberal was stirring as they sat on their hands;

Sample ballots were marked by the voters with care


In hopes that the wave soon would be there.

The Republicans were nestled all snug in their beds


While visions of takeovers danced in their heads

And Nancy with her Botox and Harry's face all stern


Had just settled down for a long night's returns


When out at the polls there arose such a clatter


They sprang from their beds to see what was the matter.

Away to their pollsters they ran like a flash


To see what Republicans were left they could smash


When what to their wondering eyes should appear


But a Republican majority and power so dear


A look at their TVs, so lively and quick


They knew in a minute their trouble was thick.


More rapid than rockets the returns as they came


And we whistled and shouted and called them by name:


Now Rubio, now Raese, now Carly and Angle,


On Kirk, on Bielat, on Ayotte and O'Donnell!

To the top of the charts, to the top of the Hill!


Now dash away, dash away, oh what a thrill!


As the liberals before the Tea Party flies


They blame George Bush then begin to cry

So up to the Hill the Republicans flew


With a Pledge for America and a new Speaker too.


Okay, okay. You get the idea. Not One Red Cent is not one to count our chickens and all that but the predictions are looking fine for tomorrow's returns. Thanks today to Professor Jacobson for the shout out of our work there.


Now dash away, dash away, dash away all, AND VOTE!