A larger-than-life, bright red sled,
trimmed with gold and the word 'Santa Claus'
in big letters over the seat,
sits, cheery to a fault,
on a front porch I drive by each day
where for a month before Halloween
a life-sized effigy
of a crazed man stood,
shirt soaked red,
chainsaw in his outstretched hand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i have a feeling that before long all the holidays in the latter part of the year will all be run together, so we'll have a crazed man carving a turkey with a chainsaw in a bright red sleigh. Happy Hallowthanksmas! p.s. i like this poem. it's a juxtaposition i've pondered every year. Jake