TWAS THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS
Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurting — even the mouse.
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor, while
Upstairs the family continued to snore.
And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
Went into the kitchen and started to clean.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said “U.S. POSTMAN.”
With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.
Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:
“Now Dillard’s, now Broadway’s, now Penny’s and Sears
Here’s Levitz’s and Target’s and Mervyn’s–all here!!
To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall,
Now chargeaway-chargeaway-chargeaway all!”
He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.
Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
“ENJOY WHAT YOU GOT … YOU’LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!”
so very cynical, and for many of us……not even close…….believe it or not, some of us remember what Christmas is……..
Please, PLEASE, stop being offended by EVERYTHING. The poem was not meant to be taken seriously OR personally, just as the original “Night Before Christmas” wasn’t. Lighten up, for pete’s sake. I didn’t spend a lot of money, either; I certainly didn’t max out several credit cards, as the poem implies. But it’s supposed to be humorous. Cynical?……..I’m sure there are parents out there who can relate. As for remembering what Christmas is…….most of us do. And then there’s everyday life, which sometimes gets in the way of our fine ideas about “how Christmas should be.” It is what it is, and while Jesus IS the reason for Christmas, what’s wrong with a little humor here and there?
Claudia Swift what right do you have to call me offended? I never stated that I was………….
No bills here. All paid for, month by month. Stash here, stash there, now December I enjoy for the true meaning as Mr. Mailman passes us by. 🙂
No stuffed mail box here
Me, either. Must be an Alabama thing!
So true!! And I wouldn’t change a thing!! Roll Tide and Merry bill paying!!