Long Stocking Poems
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There's no stocking stuffed with presents
No punch bowl filled with cheer
We haven't got the tree, that
We didn't buy this year
No, turkey or a Ham
Nor chestnuts on the fire
No cookies filled with jam
Or puddings to desire
Chorus
No friends and no family
We're all alone at last
No ghost from Christmas Future
Present or the Past
Christmas Past
instrumental
No sleigh and no Santa
Perhaps we went to far
So, let us get our hats and coats
And come to where you are.
Chorus
No friends and no family
We're all alone at last
No ghost from Christmas Future
Present or the Past
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You will surely find a lump of coal in your stocking, unless...
I’m passing by a festive window.
Had to stop and scratch my chin.
Feelin’ lost and disenfranchised.
Wish I knew some next of kin.
I’m staring back at my reflection.
Won’t nobody let me in. No, no, no.
I’m peeking through that frosted window:
Tinsel draped on Norway spruce,
Crystal goblets, wine and eggnog,
Candied yams and Christmas goose,
Bright candlelight and fancy pudding.
Ain’t invited. What’s the use? So, so, so.
I’m watching TV through the window.
All of Whoville knows the deal.
Mr. Grinch done filled his stocking.
That's exactly how I feel.
I’d like to break that stinking window
Just to get a jailhouse meal. Ho-ho-ho.
Working night shift out on the retail floor,
stocking cans and boxes till her back’s broke.
Trying to live on minimum wage,
eating PB and J and drinking generic coke.
Cashiering all day at the fast-food joint,
collecting tips to try to make ends meet.
A big fake smile on her make up covered face,
blisters the size of quarters on her feet.
Watching TV without cable,
talking on a phone that still has a chord.
Growing a tire around her middle,
because pasta and potatoes is all she can afford.
Walk to work cause her car won’t start,
sure as Hell can’t buy both food and gas.
So when the man says he’ll make America Great,
she says that he can just kiss her ass.
I don't believe in Santa Claus
The way that I once did
I know dad brings the presents
Cos I found where they were hid
Don't be silly said my mum
Santa's not your pop
I said I found a wig and beard
Made from an old string mop
I said if Daddy isn't Santa
Something else is true
If Daddy isn't Santa Claus
I guess it must be you
It seems you've grown up she said
And should now know the truth
That daddy sneaks in through the door
No reindeer on the roof
I told her she should worry more
About dad's fancy dress
I'm really not too sure it's me
he's trying to impress
I told her that when she's at work
And dad thinks I'm in bed
He often dresses strangely
With the mop upon his head
She said he likes to practice
In his Santa Claus attire
After all she said it's why
We hang a stocking by the fire
She said he wants his Santa act
As good as it can be
I should be proud because
He does his Santa act for me
I said we all like parties, Mum
Including fancy dress
But something I must tell you
Might cause you some distress
Cos people dress as Santa Claus
And sometimes even vicars
But I don't get why dad struts round
In your bra and knickers
The cold wind is riding in on the horses back and the air is slowly creeping up my new frock, I got it for a pre-Christmas gift and I have to try it on to see if it fits, I like the button line in my chest and how it sits neatly on top of my breast, it awakes a certain passion that reveals the designers thoughts in daylight action.
The side lines are amusing too, it accentuates a feature about me and you, I will wear to the New year's Eve ball with a scarf to match and warm air running up my back, and my legs standing in harmony with them.
I love the thought of winter running around the town, wearing long dress and miniskirts and the market women in the town singing in the street have caught on to the cultural beat.
Big women with broad hips dance forcefully and pull in the crowds and they too start jumping around. They sold off everything in a jiffy just because of the rhythm in their behind, and the patterns they create with the rhythm in their feet.
You can do business anywhere as long as you have something profound to share. Everyone starts doing rock and roll in the street and the market women start turning up the winter heat.
I want your winter to melt into my sun so that you can take up the bible and run and when my shoes cannot fit on your feet, you can try the lace up one that runs up your legs and place the stocking next to them. We are going on a ride with the ninja motorbike we will have fun on the high way and until the troubles fade away.
Winter is blowing in my back, and mountain goats are shouting. It is snowing way up there and there is no way they are going to get out of there.
When you are surrounded what can you do? but take a good look at the obstacle and find a way to break through. When the lions and the tiger are grinding their teeth and their paws are resting on the platter telling you that it is time for supper. You have got to find a way to break through the lion and the tiger’s leg.
Winter is sitting on the mountain and passion is rising in the skies.
Ballerina barre bob, white stocking wings whir
Mushroom plume tutu trails translucent steam
Sticky foot pick ups signal patient Spring’s stir
Pollen swollen coconut tip tongues crop cream
Statue branches pop rabbit ears amazement
Magnolia ruby tuxedo tucks ruffle ivory shirt
Wasps whisper, biscuit sugar stored fragrant
Whimsical wizard voila Iced VoVo for dessert
Tinkerbell petals tender invite insects parched
Peter Pan aeroplane dive in opioid pond drone
Champagne flutes etch a marigold moustache
Bon voyage hibernate, heavy hive honeycomb
Buzz! Botanical I’m back!
20th Royal Jelly July
After doing my author duties
Got to the pub for a futbol beauty
Liverpool Chelsea in a duel under the lights
Should go down to the final seconds I do write
But the score before I order is one nil
Hoping the Champions would be able to overcome this chill
I must say Chelsea did the early work
Even before I picked up my fork
Another half has come along
And the Reds must be feeling a little bit wrong
It had been nearly 144 minutes since they did their goal song and dance
Giving no chance for the coronavirus to advance
How up setter they could be with all this time no netter we see
Returning to the bridge Chelsea had marching orders
Having full control, no need for any confusing match related reason to sorter
Aggressive they do play
I must say
Making the English Premiere Champions earn their pay
Reds are the season star
While Chelsea works the FA Cup bar
Due to Liverpool mistakes
They must line up and show what it takes
To defend themselves from the direct kicks
Standing strong without any knowledge of sporting tricks
Hearing the little prayer, it was deflected over there
It did not go in
No need for Liverpool to call the tournament next of kin
A little later Chelsea did close the deal
Giving reality the news visiting Liverpool was not going to win a steal
Liverpool still holds the top spot in the EPL
While Chelsea realizes they are still in it as a marketing tool for the sport to sell
Nearly 188 minutes without a goal
Time to warm up using the boxer day gift of the stocking stuffer coal
But the boys in blue will continue towards the FA Cup crown
While now its time to celebrate with a night on the town.
On the Twenty Fifth, December Night,
Black Skies Sparkle with bright light!
Church Bells ring,Ding!Dong!Ding!
Chores of angels ,start to sing!
Merry Christmas!Everyone!
Happy Birthday,Jesus Son.
We rejoice in prayer and joy,
as We thank this New Born Boy,
He is Born for You and Me,
from Our darkness ,sets us free.
Christmas time,a time for Friends,
Tender Hugs and shaking Hands.
Red Holllies in Window Sills,
Deers and sleighs,Over the Hills.
Cheery music in the streets,
Christmas time,a time for peace,
Neighbours sharing Merry greets,
robin's nest, safely in trees..
Its a time we give Our best,
thinking more about the rest,
Christmas Cards,a Christmas Gift,
Its Our time,to give and give!!
Christmas Spirit,Home sweet Home,
A star twinkling ,on each Dome.
Lots of toys, For Homeless Kids,
Stories told and ancient myths.
Brindisi ! a toast! Saluting with a kiss,
Warm mulled wine,We never miss..
French Beres,Red coats to dress,
in their tails,Men, look their best.
Decorating Christmas trees,
altogether,Families!
Phone calls ,far across the miles,
Happy Cries and lovely smiles.
Stocking with little surprise,
Before New Dawn,wake and rise.
Five course lunch, For Everyone,
Turkey roasted,just well done.
Aunties,Cousins ,join together,
On this Christmas ,Winter Weather.
At four tea,a Christmas Bun!
Crowd in Chit Chat,having Fun.
Grandma ,bakes ,a Christmas Cake
Snowballs,Mince Pies and Fig Dates.
I prepare ten christmas logs,
Cherries,Nuts,Whisky and Chocs,
Yummie Candies,so delicious,
Forget all which is nutritiuos..
Little Crib in every House,
Grandpa dress as Santa Clause,
Presents,granting many wishes,
Christmas Day, so very precious.
Missletoe and Gleaming eyes,
Christmas Carols,Christma Rhymes.
Cosy Eve,Burning Flames of Fire place,
Spicy wood and Indoor games.
Long Processions in the Streets,
all the Door Knobs Hold Gold Wreaths.
Candle lights in Children's hands,
Miss Christmas and Snow men Dance!
All the Nations holding Hands,
War Is Over,Still a Chance!
Many Blessings On Our Lands,
Merry Christmas Super Friends..
Merry Christmas Everyone,
Welcome Home,Enjoy the Fun! :)
(Inspired by Caroline Devonshire)
(Welcome in my picture of Christmas Landia)
Charma
“Being crazy isn't enough.” ? Dr. Seuss
Jabberwocky's growl
Jabberwocky howl
howl at little girls
howl at the moon
moon with your pants down
moon over Manhattan
Manhattan nights
Manhattan Knights
Knights in White Satin
Knights with Bat ears
ears of a donkey
ears of a rabbit
rabbit across the street
Rabbit Run
run for your life
run the stocking
stocking up
stocking legs
legs on a flamingo
legs under the table
table talk
table manners
"manners" said Alice?
"manners" said the Queen
Queen of Hearts
Queen of the May
May I
may you
you may
you can
can can
can do
do what?
do who?
who said that?
who yoo-hooed
yoo-hoed a yodel
yoo-hooed on cue
cue up the table
cue ones and two's
two's are for pairs
two's for tea
tea totalers
tea bags
bags for a season
bags for a reason
reason or not
reason be damned
damned
not
Debbie Guzzi
8/8/15