Holliday Follies
“Don’t take candy from a stranger,”
My mother said,
Unless you’re dressed like Frankenstein
With a hideous mask on your head.
If Christmas is about a baby’s birth,
Why do we buy trinkets and bobbles,
For all daddy’s worth?
When that baby died,
And rose from the dead,
To celebrate they told me,
A rabbit can lay an egg.
Copyright © Steve Crismond | Year Posted 2015
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