Twas three weeks before Christmas, where the Council convened, Creatures stirring, even the RAT intervened. Mocking's flew, echoing through the hall, At Mayor Kim's fall, a story gripping all.
December 9th loomed, a crucial date at hand, The contract with RISE, set to disband. An extension he sought, decreeing it free, In hidden budget moves, his plan you'd see.
Budget transfers, a clandestine chore, Funds redirected, a tactic of yore. Saratoga's shelters, a rival in play, Funds meant for them, diverted away.
Over eighty-seven grand, siphoned with guile, Transparency lacked, his actions in style. RISE's Director, her wage under doubt, Golub sought answers, a puzzle to tout.
A Christmas bonus, an oddity perceived, Childish acts, his intentions believed. Time wanes for Kim, his legacy unclear, Actions concealed, await truths to appear.
For those who voted, their faith on the line, Resolutions resolved, yet problems entwine. His exit impending, secrets still close, Awaiting revelations, the truths that expose.
In the spirit of Christmas, twelve days anew, More stories unravel, revealing the true.
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