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F-Mas

Oh how I hate

this time of year,

with the stupid songs

and holiday cheer...

Annoying bell ringers

outside the store,

and the tacky wreaths

hanging on the door.

Cardboard calendars

filled with waxy treats,

ice and snow making

death traps of streets.

Frazzled parents

spending more then they should

on entitled kids

who are far from good.

Fake smiles & wishes

in the "spirit" of it all,

the empty shelves-

the crowds at the mall.

The hour long line

to see Santa the phony

who falsely promises

an x-box or a pony.

Having to gather

with family who annoy,

gifting another cheap

Chinese-made toy.

Fire hazards

strung with tinsel and lights,

tensions leading

to fun Christmas fights!

Secret Santas-

holiday parties for work-

ugly sweaters

making you look like a ****

The stress of having

an enormous list

and a tiny budget

just makes me ******

No, nothing seems jolly

or merry or bright...

Oh how I can't wait

till post-Christmas night!

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Written by
MeanAileen
121 / F
Published
Dec 7, 2017
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Notes

My ode to the holidays!!

And no, I'm not a TOTAL Grinch, I just play one in November and December!!

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#christmas#xmas#family#kids#holidays#stress
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