A poem I wrote a few nights back.... Come gather around theres a tale to be found A story thats worthy of telling Its about Christmas time, this storys a rhyme Come closer I dont want to be yelling Of Christmas cheer, at this time of year, A story to keep you all hopping Of things we enjoy, the most Christmas of joys Thats right the holiday shopping Why shopping you ask? Well its that one single task That all of us have so much in common Family and friend, Atheist and Christian Yes even the dreaded Torontonian So hear of the story of Christmas shopping glory In exotic locations so crazy Of Wallyworld and Tarjay, Addition Elle and The Bay, Crappy Tire, Winners and Old Navy The shopping malls with crowded halls And stores packed up full and more A Sword to fight through and body armour too Just to squeeze into the door Shops full of trash and the line at the cash Is over one hundred people strong You queue up so tight as you hear Silent Night The one hundredth time youve heard that song Decorations gleaming midst children so screaming Lined up to see jolly Saint Nick Noses are sneezing lungs they are wheezing Pretty much guarantees for Christmas youll be sick That gift you will send to that old, distant friend The one from whom you never hear Buying for aunts and brothers, sisters and mothers Gift cards look better each year When its all done to the parking lot you run Walking rows as your car you do seek Hoping for each treat you kept the receipt Because itll all be returned in a week Finally youre home, weary to the bone As you slump down tired as a log You grin and smile Its over for a while... Now is it Rum or Baileys in my egg nog? Is this the reason for the Christmas season The annual carnage at the shopping mall? It seems so unappealing, so definitely reeling Not worth the Peace and goodwill at all The run through the store, dont know what is up more My credit card balance or my blood pressure But the quiet days, with the quiet ways Ill take more of them for very good measure It used to be clear, so wonderfully near Back when I was a child Of simpler times, of happier climes Not so commercial and oh so wild The older I get, the more I fret I will miss out on what its about So to all friends near and family here This year Ill give a big shout.... Peace on earth, goodwill to all!! -Jim Sutherland, Christmas 2014
Posted on: Mon, 22 Dec 2014 16:51:55 +0000
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