It’s Christmas time in the city…
The one time of year everyone feels pity…
Everyone is willing to lend a hand…
Because it makes them feel grand…
But on the 26th where are they then…
When the shelters money is running thin…
The walk right past with out a care…
And none of them have a nickel to share…
It seems that I’m always feeling this way…
The second the first Christmas song plays…
I get the blues and very depressed…
And at night I can get no rest…
I toss and I turn in bed all night…
And I just want to die when I see the light…
I eat all the time to feel better…
All of the sudden I don’t fit in my sweater…
It means I’ll have to go to work today…
And see that fat guy up in the sleigh…
Somehow I wish that it would not be…
Then I would feel all happy and free…
But it comes every year there’s no stopping that…
So I’ll be depressed and I’m getting Fat.
A contest entry
- The Christmas Blues ...you got em'? by redhanded.
400 points, ended December 23, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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aw such emotion in the piece thanks so much for entering and best of luck to you in this contest and in the future
andi
(redhanded)
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