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 fucking door!
Take pity on the lonely,
the single, and the poor,
and then there are the homeless
who don't even have a floor.
Sleeping in the bushes
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 fucking door!
Take pity on the lonely,
the single, and the poor,
and then there are the homeless
who don't even have a floor.
Sleeping in the bushes
and shivering in the night
victims of disasters,
who cares about their plight?
There are good people in the world
they're just too few and far between,
but each year gets progressively worse
and this is the worst I’ve seen!
I too am far from guiltless;
this also is a cinch.
Is it any wonder
why I’m a goddamned grinch?
victims of disasters,
who cares about their plight?
There are good people in the world
they're just too few and far between,
but each year gets progressively worse
and this is the worst I’ve seen!
I too am far from guiltless;
this also is a cinch.
Is it any wonder
why I’m a goddamned grinch?
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