Christmas Gift-Giving Is Nigh

Created for the Writer's Cramp and its prompt of last minute Christmas shopping..

         It's high time to fret.

         I'm pulling my hair.

         I'm starting to sweat.

         It came out of nowhere.

         Christmas gift-giving is nigh.

         Bright lights make me blink.

         My mind is a blank.

         It's so hard to think.

         The gears just won't crank.

         Christmas gift-giving is nigh.

         "Angels we have heard on high

         echoing their joyous song";

         Tinny carols blare, I sigh.

         Stumbling numbly with the throng.

         In the mall, too many choices;

         Clothes, clocks, books, sweets, scents, toys, tech. gear.

         In my head, vexating voices.

         Bah, humbug! Where's the Christmas cheer?

         Finally, I find salvation.

         Hallelujah this ends my quest.

         I'll chance X-Mas excitation

         With books of lottery tickets.

         It's high time to fret.

         I'm pulling my hair.

         I'm starting to sweat.

         It came out of nowhere.

         Christmas gift-giving is nigh.( loosely based on that Christmas carol classic ' Santa Claus Is Coming To Town' ) 27 lines