Tuesday, 13 December 2022

KRIS KRINGLE

 

If there is one thing

To make the senses tingle

It’s the coming of

The good Kris Kringle

 

On Christmas Eve

We wait and pray

For good Kris Kringle

To come our way

CHRISTMAS RECIPE

 

Why can we not bottle its essence?

The Christmas recipe,

That heady concoction

That special combination

Light of heart,

Quick of step

A song on the lips

A symphony in the heart

Externally warmed by the fireside

Internally warmed by mulled wine

Generosity of spirit

Jollity and laughter

Its crisp cold winter days

And frosty starry nights

Evergreens and mistletoe

The smells of a Christmas kitchen

Infused with cinnamon and ginger

It’s overindulgence

It’s thinking of others

Absent friends

Far away loved ones

It’s sharing and caring

It’s loving thy neighbour

Its compassion

Its children laughing

Its mothers sighing

It’s the Christmas recipe

Why can we not bottle its essence

So that at times when are souls are troubled

Or our hearts are heavy

At moments when the darkness has descended

We could unscrew the cap

And breathe deeply of its heady brew

And be once more refreshed

MY WORST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER # 1

My worst Christmas present ever

I thought I would be lucky to receive

It was big and so full of possibilities

But it really flattered to deceive

 

Beneath the coloured paper

That hinted at hidden promise

It turned out to be a cardboard box

Containing only emptiness

 

My mum was watching me intently

And my disappointment hurt her

My cheapskate dad then told me

It was an Action Man deserter 

Monday, 12 December 2022

21st CENTURY NURSERY RHYMES # 311

 

Mary had a little fan

She waved it to and fro

Mary still has her fan

But is it as little? No

ARE YOU WEARING A FESTIVE SWEATER?

 

Are you wearing a festive sweater?

Well, this season just keeps on getting better

And you really don’t need a bigger size

A more perfect fit would be hard to devise

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS # 2

 

Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the flat,

Not a creature was stirring not even the cat

The mince pies had been eaten everyone and all

And the dog had thrown up on the carpet in the hall

A CAROL FOR THE 21ST CENTURY – THE ROCKING CAROL

Little Jesus sweetly sleep, do not stir,

We will lend a coat of fur,

We will rock you, rock you, rock you,

We will rock you, rock you, rock you,

Little Jesus sweetly sleep, just you stick,

We will lend you man made fabric,

We won’t rock you, rock you, rock you,

We won’t rock you, as were not qualified