John Lawless Poet Free verse

Stuck In a Christmas Globe

The Elf on the Shelf is 
transgender
White Christmas is now
a “dog whistle”
no longer is Christmas embraced
in the soft fluffy down of the thistle
the greetings are muffled
no eye contact made
for everyone’s frightened
but no-one’s afraid
to challenge a word
a phrase or a sweater
no star on the top of the tree
will be lit
no angels will be invited
to sit
the shepherds are hiding
the wise men have fled
and PETA showed up
when the jackass took ill
the rocking chair squeaks
poor Grandma still knitting
a flask for her whiskey
wond’ring….
		who are they sh**ing.



©11/20/2019

Stuck in a Christmas Globe Poetry Contest

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 20, 2019 at 1:12 PM Hello Lawless John, this snow globe is really different. Did you buy it on sale? have a nice day my friend. John Lawless November 22, 2019 at 6:54 PM I rescued it from a yard sale of "sensitives"

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 20, 2019 at 8:59 AM I'm going to shake it and read it again. Swirling good time. Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 21, 2019 at 7:45 AM Lol! John Lawless November 21, 2019 at 7:27 AM Yeah, Mo, it seems you can start a "s*** storm" without even shaking the globe.....Thanks for stopping by