Kevin Mcallion Poet Verse

Christmas Carol

Christmas Carol's
On the streets again
Turning tricks
While the clock ticks
Towards the saviour's day

No seat by the fire,
No pies and mulled wine
She pulls up her knickers
And steps back in line

A fat man arrives
To empty his sacks
But this sadistic 60-year-old
Is no Santa Claus

He's Old Nick instead
And Carol gets
One hell of a beating
As her festive gift

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Charmaine Chircop August 10, 2009 at 7:35 AM That is a terrible sad situation for these women who are manipulated by other people's acts,its so sad to think of Carol whilst we re enjoying our christmas carol--very well penned and so much truth in this poem--charma

Christopher Higgins February 18, 2009 at 6:19 AM Another brilliant write my friend. This is good writing that many need to read.Creative thinking that flows in this piece..So happy that I ran into your work.