Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Christmas In July

A really weird tradition’s
Known as Christmas in July.
There was Santa ho-ho-hoing,
Leaving me to wonder – why?

It was boiling hot and sunny
On the boardwalk by the beach
So the Yuletide decorations
Seemed a trifle out of reach.

Folks with bathing suits paraded
Past some carolers and “snow.”
Many seemed to catch the spirit – 
For what reason, I don’t know.

Though it’s Scrooge-like to admit it,
There’s no reason I should lie;
I can tolerate December
But not Christmas in July.

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Robert Johnson July 28, 2015 at 4:52 PM The only Christmas in July is one where sellers want you to buy. It seems the world has lost it's value. When even Jesus' birth ain't true.

Eileen Manassian July 22, 2015 at 11:06 PM :) Yes, that would be funny and so out of place, dear. Thanks for sharing this cute piece. Hugs.... Ilene Bauer July 26, 2015 at 7:18 PM thanks, eileen! i like your new picture...