THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS

‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
Every creature was hurtin’, 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 Dillards, now Macy’s, now Penneys and Sears
Here’s Robinsons, Levitz’s, Target, DeBeers
To the top of your limit, every store, every mall
Now charge away, charge away, charge away all
He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work
He filled up the box, then he 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!”

From our archives, Dec 25, 2011

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