Christmas time, should be a festive season;
Why not?, I have not one, but many a reason.
Lines, lines and more lines;
Would rather cross, a field of mines.
Sneaky Thursday, Black Friday, Cyber Monday;
Taking your hard earned cash, these stores have no delay.
Gift, re-gift, gift, re-gift;
Don’t get caught, going it on the thrift.
Kids don’t believe in Santa, just like little Jack Horner;
Problem is, there’s a raggedy looking Santa, on every street corner.
Get a photo with Santa, consider that did;
Hope the derelict, doesn’t molest your kid.
Never give the right gift, people are never satisfied;
About the gift they gave you, good thing you lied.
You eat too much, and gain a lot of weight;
Seeing the scale in January, is a sight you hate.
Every year, the kids want the latest things;
You wait in line to buy it, so your praises they will sing.
Sometimes you can’t afford it, or there is none left;
Have no fear, you can always resort to theft.
Relief at last, presents and stockings, by the tree and fireplace;
Count yourself lucky, if you didn’t get maced in the face.
Holidays finally over, you’ve had your fill;
Oh hell, January and the credit card bill.
Considering all of my points, I still love Christmas;
It wouldn’t be so much fun, without all of the fuss.
The kids have great memories, to last for years;
If you shoot video, later it will bring you tears.
Getting all the things they want, priceless;
Figuring out your finances, what a mess.
They ride their new bike, and then a week later;
They trade it for, a rubber alligator.
The tree has to be dismantled, decorations stored with care;
Broken balls, cause you to pull out your hair.
The tree’s by the curb, in a big green pile;
Better get used to it, it will be there for a while.
Returning gifts, you go all over town;
Days later, your tree is now brown.
Wrappings in the trash, toys all over the floor;
Pop a Xanax, when you can’t take it anymore.
Christmas is over today;
Worn out all the way.
Have no fear;
Happy New Year.