Christmas Poem by Andrew Nawroski

CHRISTMAS.
Spare me the wrath of Christmas,
To live eternally in springtime bliss.
And be free from dolls and cake.
For god’s sake haven’t we had enough?
Cheap foods and all that useless stuff.
Prohibitions wouldn’t stop this yuletide gad,
Madness of mind would surround man, woman, girl, and lad.
Shop windows would break, for miss of red not Jesus sake,
Drunks would cry, small children die.
This Christmas time is here for good.
Royal gentle holiday does any like your majestic way.
Carpet laid on table, dog and cat should moan,
Don’t dream at Christmas it’s all we have at home.