Continuing with the Christmas theme, here is a little poem I wrote for a writing class I'm taking with Patricia Pearson.
'Twas the Night of Halloween
‘Twas the night of Halloween, and all through the house,
Costumes were strewn and trick-or-treaters tuckered-out.
When all of sudden, 12:01 flashed the clock,
It gave us a fright; it was quite a shock.
The eerie howls of ghosts and goblins smothered by a scarier call,
The jingle of sleigh bells and that ho-ho-ho known by all.
Cobwebs and jack-o-lanterns disappeared into space,
Twinkling lights and tinsel appearing in their place.
As visions of Karl Marx danced in my head,
I asked myself, “Isn’t Christmas dead?”
