Frosty Doggerel

(Bing Crosby for reference...)

It’s beginning to look a lot like fuck this,

Everywhere it snows…

The water has turned to ice,

It doesn’t feel very nice—

It really blows!

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Jack O Lantern gave way

To rot and decay,

Pumpkins pestered

By squirrels

Searching for a last meal

Before the frost sets in

And the Winter begins.

I know my Christmas parody

Is just frosty doggerel

But when the cold bites,

Gnawing to the bone,

I try to inject some levity

Into my workaday foray.

Otherwise, I’d despair

Because I really don’t care

To buy more shit—

To wade through shit—

To waste time on shit

I don’t really need.

I work not to gorge

At the consumer trough

In this façade

Of a winter wonderland

But to preserve the warm space

Where the pumpkins are carved

And the meals cooked,

Where the covers cocoon

The dreamer before

The cold light

Of a winter dawn

Interrupts blissful reminiscences

Or the thrill of a good nightmare

Just to subject us

To another day

Of senseless drudgery.

It's not so much that I hate winter...

I just feel better when I stay home!

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Rommentary:

So... this is Christmas...