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WHAT? Thanksgiving’s on the way This had crossed my mind But what? While shopping the mall yesterday I came on this display – Who could miss it? – Shelves and shelves full of teddy bears nutcrackers dolls delicate ornaments and then! this big open square rimmed with the most perfect synthetic trees one might imagine – silver trees green trees blue trees even a red tree all decorated magnificently In the middle exactly in the middle of the square – a stage an empty throne and this short white slat-fence enclosing the whole I shook my head What happened to Thanksgiving? Who the hell is thinking about Thanksgiving? certainly not the merchants! Well I wandered down the aisle toward the food court and guess what? I come across a pen with a real live turkey strutting around Seems I was wrong about the merchants So? To top it off – in the food court at one of the tables there sits a man in suspenders white tee shirt red trousers red coat draped across the back of the chair a phony white beard red cap lying on the table He is one ugly bony faced misshapen human being Santa’s on lunch break gravy and partly chewed food spilled down his chin bald head red as a beet I can’t help staring at him totally freaked He looks my way smiles “Gobble gobble” says St. Nick

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/4/2011 5:04:00 AM
Santa must have been trying to fatten up for December? You've the most observant and articulate mind, Daver! I was considering breakfast, but the urge ended with what "spilled down his chin". This is a hoot! So wishing you the best! Love, Mikki
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Date: 11/14/2010 11:06:00 AM
Got a chuckle out of this one..You have come up with one that says what we all want to say..I can remember how Thanksgiving was played up and was a turning point to start lookiing forward to Christmas..I was delighted at your comments on my work "Rev My Throttle"..I am enjoying a bounty of roses on the running rose ..I have never had this many this late..I am enjoying the good amist the pain..Sara
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Date: 11/13/2010 4:49:00 PM
I'm wth Carrie on this one, To...er.. I mean Daver. This was like takin' a trip with you and never leavin' the farm!
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Date: 11/7/2010 1:32:00 PM
Love it love it love it!!!! Today's version of holiday shopping, certainly does not paint a Currier and Ives pretty picture!!
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Date: 11/6/2010 11:55:00 AM
Hey Dave, this is so true. Every year it's more about the buying and selling of things. Heaven knows what happened about the reason for the season. Loved this ;)
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Date: 11/6/2010 9:31:00 AM
Just stopping back to thank you for your kind comments Daver. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/6/2010 4:16:00 AM
lol. You're right, Daver, Thanksgiving gets ignored most of the time because it's not the financial generator that Christmas is. I enjoyed your Narrative on the subject. Gooble, Gooble. :-)
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Date: 11/5/2010 10:12:00 AM
Enjoyed reading the many diverse poems here today. I am glad to have came across yours amongst these wonderful poems Daver. Wishing you a magnificent weekend. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/4/2010 11:19:00 PM
hahaha gobble gobble he says. You are freaking funny, DAver! What a great mind you have. LUv, andrea ps. Did you ever see Bad Santa. You would love that movie!
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Date: 11/4/2010 4:50:00 PM
Dave, please wake me when its over.. I can hardly tolerate Christmas any more. I loved it when it was simple..and didnt envolve electonics..lol...BG
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Date: 11/4/2010 2:36:00 PM
Your description of Santa's on lunch break, made me smile, Nice write, daver
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Date: 11/4/2010 11:12:00 AM
Hi Daver.We don,t have Thanksgiving here in England but I fully understand what you're saying in this clever yet cynical piece.We find no sooner is Christmas out of the way than Easter eggs appear on the shelves! It seems we are living in a materialistic age, sadly.However I thought this was great,your indignation with little touches of humour.though I think Santa sounds gross.I really enjoyed it. And what is more the pleasure was free!!!Thank you Love June(sylvia)
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Date: 11/4/2010 11:01:00 AM
It's the same everywhere, Daver. The day after Halloween, all the Christmas trimmings and merchandise appear. Had a great laugh reading about your Santa on his lunch break. And I pity that poor turkey "strutting around" in the mall. He'll probably be stuffed and basted to grace the mall manager's Thanksgiving table. Let's get animal rights involved! The commercialization of Christmas has always made me feel less "good will toward man." Enjoyed your poem!! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 11/4/2010 10:51:00 AM
Borderline ridiculous is what it has come to, Dave..I feel sorry for our kids today. It's up to us to have them see that this world will rob them of the joy that comes from enjoying the most important holidays...and $ is the bottom line..always! Thanks for sharing this.. Love, Audrey
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Date: 11/4/2010 10:37:00 AM
I enjoyed every last drop of this write dear poet ! I'm siding with ya on this one Daver....much love, james
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