A Troubled Christmas Ornament Bares Its Soul To Its Peers
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I hear praiseful onlookers say
how pretty YOU are every day,
but that’s not my story.
I don’t share your glory
in this much-viewed Christmas display.
I’m not spiral, dangly, or round.
I don’t shine or make any sound.
I’m called by a name
that brings me to shame,
a moniker meant to confound!
My first name is “Ugly.” Poor me!
My last name is “Sweater.” You see,
the way I'm designed
assures I'm maligned.
I'm now headed for therapy!
posted January 8, 2017
Written for Laura Loo's Silly Christmas Cartoon Poetry Contest
December 24, 2018, entered in Shadow Hamilton's Let's have Fun Contest
December 2, 2020
entered in Alexis Y.'s Christmas Limerick Contest
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2017
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