A CURMUDGEON’S CHRISTMAS

For the benefit of my newer friends, I am dragging this one, kicking and screaming, from the 2009 Yuletide  season…

I Can’t Wait Until Spring

Gray skies are drizzling, the children are sniffling
I’m tired from shopping, and in block-long lines living
Noels and chorales I’m damn sick of hearing
‘They’ve been in rotation since sometime last spring.

White lights nailed on rooftops fail to look very icicley
Lit candy-cane trails are in more ways than one treacly
There’s an inflatable Santa, and a reindeer, I think
It all makes me long for a holiday-free spring.

No groups come a-caroling, to answered doorbell ring
no fights with crusty snowball
We spend all our savings on unneeded things
for kids who complain, that’s all?

We gave up our big bed for loved aunt and uncle
who thrill us with detail about each mole and carbuncle
We get ten bathroom minutes at three each morning
hope our company leaves ere the coming of spring.

We brave malls so crowded to buy stuff loudly touted
and leave with a rain check, for it’s been sold-outed
we’re too late in buying our turkey and trimmings
shoulda put in an order sometime last spring.

No annual vacation, I can’t afford one,
I’m in hock to my ‘nads
I’m just too old now, can’t take the cold now
Was it more fun for Dad?

The big day’s at last here, I get dressed and ready
I’m greeted with smiles and by shiny new TV
That doesn’t work, and must be sent back to Lao-Ping.
Which means I’m stuck with a blank screen until early next Spring!!


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