Winter is like a refrigerator gone haywire
Which arrives on the heels
of an Abominable Snowman
The display blinking as ice crystals
Showing off her freezing prowess
Scaring the timid into calling in sick
Terrified of black ice or their insurance rates rising
When they slide into a semi on their way to work.
Winter is softened a bit by Kwanza, Hanukah and Christmas
But only a tiny bit, for we are still leery
of getting frostbitten toes
if we get locked out
and we are scared to death there might not be a Santa Claus
or that we were bad enough to get only coal this year.
Winter makes me smile
as her ice cubes drop with loud angry cracking sounds
as we scrape off our windshields.
Warm Kwanza, Christmas, and Hanukah too.
Three reasons to celebrate, faithful glue.
Families planning the best meals today.
Loving their traditions, reasons to pray.
No matter what belief you have, know this my friend.
We will always be pals to a most fantastic end.
Warm Kwanza, Christmas and Hanukah too.
Enjoy your vacation, for it is what we all do.
You're a sick witch
Do you realize what you've done?
The family doesn't trust him
Now that you've gone and said something dumb
I see the looks they give him
And he didn't even want to come
But at that one Hanukah party
You had a bit too much fun
I know what you really are
You're a racist with no soul
Just because my dad is dark
You wouldn't touch him with a ten foot pole
Yes, I am fairer than he is
He may be darker, but you're heart is coal
If you want to be proud of yourself, go ahead
Because your idiocy has taken its toll
You think you're better because you're white
But the truth is there is no such thing as race
We are all humans and we are all one family
And that is the reality you have to face
I'll scream at the top of my lungs, need be
Bind my hands, fill my eyes with mace
My father would never hurt me, you racist jerk
The only thing he'd ever do is give me an embrace
Light splashes my eyes as the moon seems to sense
I’m here. Effusion shows me its suspense
And its divine effect on me. Is my love seeing it too,
As it grips us, traps us, deep in effervescent blue?
When I think of Hanukah, and all it means to me.
Eventually I’ll realize my inner dreams. Will he?
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