It’s true, at first it gave me pause
To busk among these stable stalls.
But since there’s cause to deck the halls,
Why not be jolly, too?
Been from here to Timbuktu
And played some funky gigs. but this?
Between the manger and the wise guys… good Lord!
Faith may be noble, but ignorance is bliss.
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum,
Rum-pum-pum-pum,
Rum-pum-pum-pum…
Roses are red
Violets are blue
When I lay in bed
I dream of you
On my first day at school
You said hello and winked at me
You stood there looking so cool
I knew that we were meant to be
Since that very first day
I knew my heart was true
That I’d follow you all the way
From here to Timbuktu
I think we were made for each other
Soulmates through and through
For me there couldn’t be another
I hope you feel the same way too
We can’t stop looking at each other in math class
I love it when you flirt with me that way
Let’s bite the bullet and break the impasse
Will you take me to the dance this Saturday?
AP: 3rd place 2022
Submitted on January 9, 2019 for SCHOOL TIME CRUSH sponsored by FARAZ AJMAL - RANKED 6TH
December comes in lustily
On whirling winds of joy,
Bringing from corners of the world,
Dreams of the ultimate toy.
For each of us is a child at heart
During this magical phase,
We each believe in Santa Claus
These anticipatory days.
The coniferous trees are fruiting
With twinkling lights galore
And every house upon the street
Wears a wreath upon the door.
What is is about December,
Like no other month of the year
That makes us love one another
And fills our hearts with cheer?
Hot chocolate for the carolers
And cookies for our neighbor.
We're in a baking frenzy
And we call it blissful labor.
We're sending packages of love
From here to Timbuktu.
No Scrooges are to be allowed
'Til January bills come true.
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