I sure hope Santa doesn't fall off a roof Or get stuck in the chimney Or get bitten by a guard dog Or shot by someone who thinks Santa is a burglar I sure do miss the snow It's that global warming that we did nothing about We'll be lucky if the oceans aren't boiling in a few years It's going to be another version of Venus ya know And what about all those presents bought on credit Especially the ones bought with money borrowed from quick loans Those loans charge over 500 percent interest So you'll be lucky if you can pay off the loans before next Christmas And what about all the poor workers who have to make those presents They work 15 hour days for about a buck with no overtime pay Working in cruel conditions seven days a week The only day they get off is Christmas And they still live in poverty And what about all those relatives that drive you crazy The ones you only see at Thanksgiving and Christmas That fake insincerity really rubs me raw! I can't wait for December 26 so I can be done with it all Till next year that is!
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Posted: Dec 2015
About this poem:
I have a page a day calendar on Saturday Night Live. Todays was on Debbie Downer. A woman who always sees the negative side of life.