Shortest Day Trickery

SHORTEST     DAY    TRICKERY


Again  December 23 is almost here 
Frost’s darkest evening of the year,
Ok.  But what really bugs me
Is that it is the date when we 
Are actually closer to the sun
By three million miles  -  no I’m not making fun.
It’s like going to a supermarket where
It advertises mega-bargains in hardware -
Twenty-five percent  off everything,
And then finding that we are paying
Three times the normal price in the western hemisphere.
Seems to me there’s  a con trick here.
We’re being ripped  off, short-changed somehow. 
Getting  a steer, having paid for a cow
Getting the short end of the stick
Like being victim of some card trick
I mean who would buy a heater that 
Got colder as you moved your chair closer?
Instead of Shortest Day it  should be renamed
Shortest End of the Stick Day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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