Christmas is upon us
once again. It is not
astonishing; we were
warned. Sing “Ho”.
It hovers over us
bug-eyed, gobbling
candies and villagers,
indiscriminately. Sing “Ho”.
Bring out the fruit
cakes of appeasement
the tinsel of contrition
and the booze. Sing “Ho”.
[Thanks to Ernie Spiller for the idea.]
About riverwriter
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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Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
