Shopping Mall Santa

In the true spirit of the season.

 

He comes with a jingle

Big, fat, and red

With his loud laughter

He turns people’s heads

It’s Jolly St. Nick!

With a belly full of glee!

Urging you onward

Towards mad shopping spree!

From far down the halls

Does the man seem like magic

But upon closer inspection

His state may be tragic

The beard that he wears

Shaggy and old

Loose and ill-fitting

And looking like mold

Those once jolly eyes

I see are red-rimmed

Nose with gin blossoms

And nostrils untrimmed

The faint smell of rye

Erupts with “Ho, ho, ho!”

Calling us hither

While I wish to go

The suit is not shiny

But crumpled and worn

A button undone

A suit seam is torn

And though most don’t notice

This farce in disguise

I have seen the truth

That lies behind St. Nick’s eyes

Shopping mall Santa

Jingles all the way

And soon he’ll be gone

Right after Boxing Day!

 

 

Reviews

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lol its so true and sad. I like this one its different from other xmas poems obviously. Its really good though I like it.

[HoorayForUnderdog]

Sad but true...too much commercialism posing as holiday spirit. Great work!

[Kris Tate]

i really like this one :) it is true of this new christmas season

[Legion]

Splendid description of the delapidation of one of our most cherished child-hood idols. Reminds me of the progression of growing up and realizing that it is nothing but a farce (unlike a flying pig). Good work.