Getting into the holiday spirit. |
Well the weather outside is balmy, (a December Grinch you can call me.) But for Christmas I need my snow... holiday, here we go, feeling low. O my spirit needs energizing, (summer weather is so surprising.) How these topical winds do blow... holiday, here we go, feeling low. (From a blue sky I feel the sun; radiation much more than the norm. In the Yule of the stocking stuff, I don’t require this warm!) In sirocco I do need cheering; Christmas day will be reappearing. Yet the warmth is not apropos... oddity, out of place, somber woe. Thus I mistletoe so delightful, (though the Fahrenheit remains spiteful.) And I think of this Christmas show... Santa Claus, jingle bells, Ho-Ho-Ho! 20 Lines Writer’s Cramp 12-11-14 |