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Thursday, November 8, 2012

Holiday Jeer

by Michael Long

How I hate the holidays
Let me count the ways
First the stupid Christmas tunes
In my ears like donkey brays.

Commercialism, traffic jams
Dispensing fights galore
Me thinks your Christmas spirit
Has gone out the F***ing door!

Take pity on the lonely
The single and the poor
And then there are the homeless
Who don't even have a door.

Sleeping in the bushes
Shivering in the night
The victims of disaster
Who cares about their plight?

There are good people that I know
They're just few and far between
But each year gets worse and worse
And this is the worst I've seen.

I too be far from guiltless
This also be a synch
Is It any wonder
I'm such a flipping' grinch?
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