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Rated: E · Poetry · Holiday · #2228281
Poem about Christmas in July
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
this is what I heard.
Followed by Silent Night,
from somewhere unknown

It’s July I thought.
Who would play that?
There it goes again.
I had to find out.

I rushed outside,
to see what was afoot.
The music got louder,
then I understood

When what to my wondering eyes did appear?
Not a sleigh and eight tiny rain deer.
It was the ice cream truck,
full of Christmas cheer

I flagged it down.
The pavement burned my feet.
I didn’t care,
I wanted my treat.

Soft serve vanilla,
covered in Christmas sprinkles.
The smell of pumpkin pie
My senses perked.

“Is that pumpkin pie? I asked.
Then I saw the candle burning.
What a wonderful scent,
for Christmas I was yearning.

As she drove down the road,
over the speakers I heard.
Merry Christmas to all.
Tomorrow I’ll return.

For the Christmas in July Contest.
32 Lines
Free verse

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