"a christmas pome"
Christmas comes
but once, a year
for approximately 30%
of the running time of that year,
or
it feels like this,
because so much cheer, there
is so much to squeeze
into just one season, even
bigger than winter, just
to put the "Christ" in Christmas
hypothetically, probably would take
several more weeks than you expect, and then
make room for mild-mannered St. Nicholas!
and his crime-fighting supergadget
lightspeed sleighmobile driving
vigilante alter-ego Super Claus, who
knows the exact location and
guilty disposition
of every bad person in the world,
and they can not escape his implacable gift
of precious fossil fuels - a bit antiquated,
this traditionalist but
what do you expect from the man who put
the HO HO HO? All that
plus Shopping Holidays,
Virtual Reality Carolers,
peppermint lattes
and one tiny crippled orphan, who
could very well have died
it's no wonder people get overwhelmed.
There's too much good in Christmas to
actually do. So take a holiday,
Arguably. Or let it take you.
Take us, Ghost of Christmas Past,
to where the Presents are and
we will cram in the feast. If that makes us
sick, or disordered perhaps,
I'm sure there's a pill, at least
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