Christmas - Repost

CHRISTMAS For seasonal spice I was joyed to see Our Japanese lights on the Christmas tree Old Santa bulb fashioned so saucy and stout We couldn’t imagine him ever burn out A lean yellow lantern-man hung by his side Another glass phantom who never died Each twelve-month end when we screwed them in Old Nips assumed their oriental grin I swear those two quaint foreign boys Were dearer by far than all my toys I’d give most anything now to view Our tree aglow an old time new To hear Mom laugh Dad’s riotous cheer When the pair lit-up for another year