Well folks, they can’t all be winners.
Some Christmas (Haiku) Thoughts
by james bezerra
Too much Christmas food
makes me feel like a Hobbit:
short, fat and awkward.
I ate pie and cake,
potatoes, candy, beef and
washed it down with wine.
Perhaps this is why
Santa is such a fatty.
Or is he obese?
No one thinks to ask
what Santa wants for Christmas.
Maybe a Bow-Flex?
The man has the time
to shape up, he only works
the one day each year.
That’s a decent gig,
and obviously he’s got
some magic, that helps.
Have we looked into
the source of Santa’s magic?
Is it hope? Joy? Meth?
I don’t really want
an underemployed meth head
in my house at night.
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