I Wish You Would'T Bury Me On Christmas Poem by Ramona Thompson

I Wish You Would'T Bury Me On Christmas



A dark rewrite of We Wish You A Merry Christmas-Given to me in a very creepy dream by a ghostly solider.

I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Somehow it just don't seem right
Almost feels like I've been turned on
By both family and friends
If on this most holy of holidays you bury me
Deep out of sight

I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
More often then not now I wonder
Are you doing this in my life I was gay?
So sure now that by family and friends I have been turned on
Because you are so ashamed
You long only to hide the real truth of your son away

now
Never did we ever share those golden days
Those golden days of yore
Gathered around my coffin I see are unfaithful friends who before always advoided us
Wonder why they are here
Could it be that their guilt they can no longer ignore?

Through the long endless years ahead I vow
Here and now
One by one
To haunt you all together
If the fates allow
To prove a augished solider son's ghost
I will hang a shining star upon the highest bough
If you dare to bury me on this Christmas day now

Never did we ever share those golden days
Those golden days of yore
Gathered around my coffin I see are unfaithful friends who before always advoided us
Wonder why they are here
Could it be that their guilt they can no longer ignore?

Through the long endless years ahead I vow
Here and now
One by one
To haunt you all together
If the fates allow
To prove a augished solider son's ghost
I will hang a shining star upon the highest bough
If you dare to bury me on this Christmas day now

I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?

I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?

I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?

I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Oh really
Could't you wait till the new year?

2008 Ramona Thompson

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