Twas a day before Christmas no parking spaces left,
Had to walk a mile or more, spent what I had left.
The children all have shoes, want electronic toys,
Wife’s cosmetics on the list,
Always gets what she insists.
The animals don’t know it yet, they
Have stockings too! Full of goodies
All know, what they the have to do.
For Christmas will pass on, once more go down,
For it shall take all year to come around,
While we pay for all the things we found.
Although the credit cards will all be done,
As useless as all maxed out, no more fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem