My Favorite Holiday
It seems my Christmas spirit has gone up in smoke,
‘Cause every single Christmas I always end up broke!
To give and get a gift or two, with little or no use,
But “it’s the thought that counts,” seems to be the best excuse!
It’s just another day to splurge on Mom’s Christmas feast,
With all our favorite relatives… and the ones we like the least!
So I’m poorer and fatter on yet another day…
Oh, what the heck; I’ll enjoy the wreck of my favorite Holiday!
Copyright © Marilyn Hernandez | Year Posted 2010
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