Christmas CameA Poem by M.E.LyleAn actual Santa encounter of the weirdest kind.Christmas Came With Such a Cheer
Christmas came with such a cheer, And so I drank another beer. Stumbling cross the bedroom floor, I ran into the bathroom door.
And making no excuse for this Relieved my bladder in stuporous bliss Happy to be just where I am Was proud to be, still able to stand
Then out on the ledge I heard such a thunder. Causing my eyes to blink and wunder What could this be; I could not see. And even worse, I could no longer pee.
And then with a jingle and a mighty, mighty jangle A bingle, a bangle, a tingle a tangle "Ho, ho, ho", I heard from above I tell you this, twas no mourning dove
Suddenly by the fireplace appeared He and his funny, dirty, white beard. Looking at me, he gave a mumble As I tripped, and I fell, To the hardwood, I tumbled
“Have you been a good boy?” He asked of me But the words on my tongue began to flee My vision suddenly began to blur. As I mumbled, and stumbled the words, " I’m not sure” Then he looked at me and he gave a wink. And turned and walked toward the chimney sweep I could not manage, not a single peep.
Then he shouted out loud in a glorious fashion “See ya next year", he said with such passion, And off with you, to your bed you must go For tomorrow will bring you a Christmas glow.”
Then, as swiftly as he had arrived I saw,with my very own, weary eyes, Reindeer dashing through winter skies. I never imagined reindeer could fly.
So I rushed up the stairs, Put my head on my pillow Thinking to myself, “What a jolly old fellow.” But I’m too old for such silly matter All I wanted...was to empty my bladder.
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1 Review Added on December 10, 2019 Last Updated on December 10, 2019 AuthorM.E.LyleWills Point, TXAboutSo now I am 34 plus 40. Use the old math...it's easier. I'm an old guy who writes silly stories containing much too much dialogue. I can't help it, I just get stuck. I ride my bike trainer, our r.. more..Writing
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