The air is getting chilly

The fire is burning bright

The days are pretty short

Never-ending is the night.

Christmas is ’round the corner

Days of staying in

Loads of crunchy, sweetened carbs

Kills dreams of being thin.

People raging war

Against you for not greeting right

Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa

Humanity is not shining bright.

Buy, buy, buy, shop, shop, shop

Gimme, gimme, please

Once December is over

Everyone falls to their knees

To detox from the season.

Thank goodness that is done.

Until 365 days later

We again celebrate the sun.



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