Twas the night before health care,
and all through the White House,
Not a staffer was stirring,
Not even mouse
Eric Holder was ready to endure his censure,
While visions of electoral votes danced in Obama's head.
And Carney with talking points and Panetta setting a trap,
Had just settled in for a eerie summer's nap.
When out in the Rose Garden there rose such a clatter!
Michelle sprang from her cheesesteak to see what was the matter!
Away to the window Barack flew in a flash,
Tore open the shutters and hoped for campaign cash.
The Supreme Court showed up with a decision in hand,
Promising to decide whether a mandate will stand.
Congress was there with a censure in plans,
Holder's contempt will be the vote of the land.
A busy Thursday is coming for sure,
How much more can a White House endure!?
Now Scalia! now Roberts! now Ginsburg and Thomas,
Breyer and Alito, what can you promise?
Kennedy and Kagan, we may know your choice,
Is Sotomayor too new to voice?
We will see in a flash on Thursday for sure,
Censure and health care,
It will be such a chore.