'Twas the night before Trumpsmas, and all through .win

The cenitpedes were stirring, waiting for the vote to begin

The memes and the shitposts were upvoted with care

With hopes that GEOTUS would see them there

No autists were sleeping, awake in their beds

While memories of the first term replayed in their heads

Like when out from on Twitter arose such a REEEEEEEEEEEE

Mitch and the Senate replaced R.B.G.

We defeated impeachment and the leathery old hag

Shadilay at HWNDU and capture the flag

And when 9/11 got new meaning, what a relief

Hillary got chucked into a van, side of beef

Then what to my wondering eyes did appear?

Fake news hadn't learned: "Joe's victory is near!"

Mods declared what to do: "Just like 2016,

Take over the web: deploy the memes!

On Pepe, on Wojak, on original content!

On Corn Pop, on 'look, fat', trunalimunumaprzure!"

Then came tweets from St. Donald, the mods insta-stickied

"We'll win this election, and we'll win it BIGLY!"

They kept coming and coming, high energy all

Topped only by one, the rallying call:

"Two scoops, two genders, two terms at first light.

Merry Trumpsmas to all, now let's MAGA all night!"