‘Tis the season

More guys in suits
drool in anticipation of
wrapping their pudgy fingers
around all that cash
than ever Dickens’ orphans™
could have imagined.

They will soon be exhorting
every frazzled employee
to deck the malls
and ring out the musak
of the Holiday Season™
until we buy, buy, buy!™

Let us pause, bow our heads
and remember the sacred origin
of this hallowed season which was
invented by Druids to distract us
from stuffing and roasting
all shopkeepers in the blackest night of the year.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
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