Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Poem: 'Christmas Returns' by Craig Michael

Christmas Returns
by Craig Michael

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a stick of furniture was left, because of bedbugs and louse.
BUT on the roof was a giant clatter, something was announced,
It was my landlord screaming, your bank check just bounced.
Get out!
I tried to have peace and joy like everyone else.
Soon no heat and my electricity went out.
A dollar menu, soda and fries,
The kids tried to look happy,
As Santa put on another disguise.
Oh no no no, you fuckin ho,
you spent all your money on the games you choose,
So save all you receipts, the boxes and wrappings,
... it pays.
Because the kids will get bore with them all,
And you get a full refund,
if everything is returned in 60 days.
So who needs to keep the stuff and live in debt,
It's all materialism,
Take it all back with no regret.
Ho ho ho no,
Fuck The World and live like a pro.
On Christmas Returns

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