Here's a little Fitzmas Carol. Break out the hot cocoa, put another log on the fire, and let's all sing together.
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It's beginning to look a lot like Fitzmas
Ev'rywhere you go;
Take a look in the MSM, critical once again
And calling for Dick Cheney's head to roll.
It's beginning to look a lot like Fitzmas,
Rumors on every blog,
But the prettiest sight to see is the frog march that will be
Out the White House door.
Indictments for treason and juries that reason Is the wish of Barney and Ben; Flacks that will talk and a public perp walk Is the hope of Janice and Jen; And Bush and Rove can't wait until Al Qaeda bombs again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Fitzmas Ev'rywhere you go; There's a Grand Jury in Washington, one in Texas as well, The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the press. It's beginning to look a lot like Fitzmas; Soon the chips will fall, And the thing that will make them stick is the witnesses who flipped In the jury hall.