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!
