All noses are not just the same, alas
Beauty is rare among them; most are plain
Countless are the mundane, generic beaks
Damn my own, bioluminescent snout!
Each year, its crimson glow guides this old sleigh
Finding a use for my weird proboscis
Gave me some hope that life could be serene
Ha! With these obnoxious reindeer around?!?
I have grown so weary of their trite games
Joking, of the clumsiest kind, they love
Killing me slowly with their puns and jibes
Leaves me exhausted and forlorn each night
My nose knows they are insipid morons
Now, my secret thoughts have turned dark
Obedient and cheerful though I seem
Private dreams of vengeance swirl in my mind
Questioned, I am cheerful and seem vapid
Reindeer are quick to sniff out any threat
Secretly, I have my eye on Donner
Truly, he is the dimmest of the bulbs
Under the right circumstances, I could
Veer into a storm or a deep chasm
With confidence that he would follow me
Xenophobic twit, he could lead them all
Yammering and clueless, to their doom
Zoom into oblivion, we all will!
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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