Edward Iacona

Rookie - 40 Points (August 27,1948 / Brooklyn, New York)

DIS DUH SEASON


DIS DUH SEASON
Edward Iacona


Christmas season now starts before Halloween
And there is really no treat, just a trick of it.
The stores put out all those Christmas things
Thinking customers would like the first pick of it.
Shall we be thankful for that in November?
‘Cause by then we’re all in the thick of it.
The songs, the lights, the huge shopping crowds
And displays which have every Saint Nick of it.
No wonder by the time Christmas finally comes
Many people are just pretty much sick of it.

Submitted: Saturday, October 22, 2011

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  • Rookie - 125 Points Romeo Della Valle (10/22/2011 11:03:00 PM)

    I am so glad my friend Edward that you brought out this topic through this well penned write! What you pointed out in this great write is very obvious here in New York City and I think this year things are going to be totally different because most people know that the Christmas Spirit has become more about business than anything else! 10+++Keep it up! I hope you have the chance when time permits, you can read my new posted write about New York City! Thanks for sharing! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from Bronx, NY... (Report) Reply

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