O December!

Sunday Scribblings has a prompt up and that prompt is (ta-da!) December.  My response to this is to write a play on a venerable old Christmas song.  Ready?  Here goes...

Oh December! (sung to the tune of Jingle Bells)

Dashing through the snow,

with ice down in my boots.

Jack Frost and Sir Chilblains

are really in cahoots.

The wind is howling so

my hat has blown away.

I feel as if the weather gods

have put me in squeeze play.

*

(Chorus #1)

O winter’s hell

and I’d rebel

if I could manage it.

The sleet may come

to make me numb.

December, I’m unfit

to deal with chill.

I’m sounding shrill

but what can you expect?

My spirit’s lame

it’s such a shame.

My halls aren’t even decked.

*

I went out to the mall

which was a crowded mess.

The things I thought I’d buy –

Sold Out!  (but I digress…)

I tried to order gifts

from online stores but they

won’t even start to ship them out

‘til after New Year’s Day!

(Chorus #2)

O shopping sucks

and costs big bucks

for what you really get.

They’re outta stock

and I’m in hock

but I’m not finished yet!

O Jingle Bells

I’m on eggshells

but still I’ll find some cheer.

I’m grateful since

December (wince!)

comes only once a year!

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Happy Holidays!