Every creature was stirring, from toe-tips to face
The stockings were hung, lopsided and dull
(And I'd snuck in one printed with bones and a skull)
The cat was nestled all snug in a box
That held my clean jeans, shirts and socks.
Hubby in PJ pants, I in my robe
Settled in to watch Freakazoid episode 'The Lobe'
When up on my Chromebook there arose such a clatter
I clicked on the link to see what was the matter
Away a new window opened with Flash
Blasted my speakers and it nearly crashed.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear
But a harried newscaster (who needed a beer).
With a red-suited guest star so typecast and slick
I knew it a minute it was supposed to be St. Nick
More rapid than eagles his comebacks came
To each jibe and sarcasm the newscaster could name.
"It's Christmas! I'm magic! What more do you need?
Now tell me all of your hopes (and your greed)."
As comments that before the wild video fly
A story from nothing they made (or would try).
So onward the newscaster and the man flew
With talk of greed and corruption and holiday blues.
And then, with eyes twinkling, the Dems and the 'Pubs
Whined of past year failures and snubs.
As I clicked off the site, I turned around
And then my husband said, with a frown:
"It's Christmas! Why whine about laws and such now?
They'll be on vacation soon anyhow."
I nodded and touched his cheek with a kiss.
"Forget these idiots, I'm happy with this.
"I'm happy with you and I'm happy with life.
I'm happy to be in a home, and your wife.
The world sucks a lot, we know that that's true
But it's Christmas, I'm happy because I have you.
Greed and corruption will always be here
It's Jesus's birthday, so the date is still dear.
We'll sing and we'll eat and we'll be very merry
and maybe that'll make the world less scary."
And he smiled at me and gave me a kiss.
"All I need for Christmas is this."
I prayed for love, many years ago
and thanks to our Lord I have that, I know.
I have friends and family and love that abounds.
And even the talent to sing pleasing sounds.
So back to the TV we turned, life unmarred.
To finish our Christmas movies: Gremlins and Die Hard.
So from my home to yours, let me say unto you
I hope all your holiday wishes come true.
Even with this year vanishing from sight,
I hope your Christmas Eve is merry: have a good night!
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