Sunday, December 24, 2006

'Twas the Night Before Solstice

Twas the night before solstice and all through the co-op
Not a creature was messing the calm status quo up.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
Dreaming of lentils and warm whole-grain breads.

We'd welcomed the winter that day after school
By dancing and drumming and burning the Yule,

A more meaningful gesture to honor the planet
Than buying more trinkets for Mom or Aunt Janet,

Or choosing a tree just to murder and stump it
And dress it all up like a seasonal strumpet.

My lifemate and I, having turned down the heat,
Slipped under the covers for a well-deserved sleep,

When from out on the lawn there came such a roar
I fell from my futon and rolled to the floor.

I crawled to my window and pulled back the latch,
And muttered, "Aw, where is that Neighborhood Watch?"
...

*From Politically Correct Holiday Stories by James Finn Garner

1 comment:

  1. 'like a seasonal strumpet' - ha!

    Hope you have a great holiday!

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