"rudolf" poems
Christmas is upon us !
Another year is gone
It seems like only yesterday
We celebrated the last one
Adverts on the t.v
Toys upon the shelves
Children are told stories
Of santa and his elves
Food is on the table
Theres turkey , christmas pud
Children on their best behaviour
Trying to be good
Carol singers outside , singing in the street
In woollen hats and scarves they dress
With wellies on their feet !
A snowman stands a guard outside
With a carrot for a nose
Presents under christmas trees
Tied with pretty bows
Jingle bells are ringing
As rudolf pulls the sleigh
The saviour lord jesus
Was born upon this day
Christmas is a time for peace
To last the whole year through
May santa bring his greatest gift
Of christmas joy to you !
Sep 19, 2010
Sep 19, 2010 at 9:47 AM UTC
The lights all up around me
They dance and flicker
Swirling up and down each tree
As the music gets quicker
What a colorful holiday
Something new around each bend
We climb into Santa’s sleigh
And begin to ascend
The clouds fall below us
As we are launched into the sky
The turns we took were brusque
But the heavens never felt so nigh…
...
...
I cover you with a quilt
For the sleigh keeps climbing higher
Towards your hometown we tilt
I wonder, what will transpire?
There’s something big in the back
Is it full of coal?
Perhaps there’s something else in that sack
A doll, a plane, a little toy troll?
Perhaps we will find out
Your hometown draws near
Rudolf raises his red snout
Followed by the rest of the reindeer…
...
...
They shift their gaze
Towards a landing strip
People down there in a craze
We must look like a spaceship
They angle their flight
Right down the middle
It is quite the sight
And the thrill makes us giggle
What’s going on down below?
I ask Santa sitting up front
“I don’t really know”
He says as a reindeer grunts
“They must be waiting for you
Down there, to see what took place
For you came back with her,
That’s not exactly commonplace”
I look back at you, and you meet my gaze
Together we’ll get through
Of that I have no doubt
The sleigh is landing now
There is no backing out…
...
...
Santa pulls up on the reins
On the landing strip the sleigh glides
Only stepping out remains
As we do, the crowd divides
There in the middle
Surrounded by curious people
Stands a man with thumbs he twiddles
He looks more nervous than you or I
I grab your hand and look back again
This is it, we feel suddenly shy
Now’s not the time, so confidence we feign
We look forward and meet his eye
He looks at us and gives a sigh
“Dad?” you say
You look back at me, with display
Introductions are made
Feelings are conveyed
We no longer stand in a masquerade
Everything is out
The closet has swung open
We have nothing left to hide
You squeeze my hand
I coincide
As we look to your dad and wait
…
…
He looks at you with love
Then he looks at me squarely
Before he can say a word
Santa breaks in and shouts “let’s all be merry!”
The crowd breaks into laughter
As Santa sates the air with a magic
And joy fills everyone’s thoughts
Your father looks at us again
This time, with a smile, he simply nods
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 10:53 AM UTC
sores and aches decorate her body like
christmas lights and tinsel and mistletoe
a red light on her shoulder
green lighting up her stomach
and rudolf has no red nose
but red eyes
and rudolf hates himself
a lot
she is rudolf
the red eyed
reindeer
she cries snowflakes
and blankets the land
with pillars of ice and snow
made of tears
merry christmas
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 9:08 AM UTC
**Christmas lights dangling
from the roof to the floor.
Mistletoe hung up on the door.
Christmas is coming get up
and decorate your lane.
Don't leave it blank and
plain. Rudolf's nose is
pomegranate red. Must
be from the cold the people
said. Hang the socks up
stuff them with candy
and be a little handy.
Gingerbread cookies
aren't baked yet. Should
we worry or just get in
a hurry. Christmas is
coming. Christmas is
coming. Oh Karl would
you get the door i think
i can hear Christmas
Carols**
Oh dear the cookies aren't baked yet
And I’m looking bad too
*Stop worrying about that honey
I’m always here for you*
Oh don’t forget to set the mistletoe
On our old oak door
*Right so please stop worrying
I’ve place the socks too*
Come on now, come on now
We got to go
There’s tons of discounts
For us on that store
*Can’t we just stay, just stay
Inside of our house
I’m freezing cold now
So timeout of this winter wonderland*
So now it’s 12MN
People outside are calling “Yoo-Hoo”!
Come out now
‘Cause it’s quite lovely
To stroll around with you
*Let me drink this med
Then I’ll come with you
Though I’m kinda sick
Let us enjoy the evening view*
**Settle down with me and help
me out with this eggnog. We can
gather around the tree instead of
strolling out endlessly and free
while the snow falls on our blood
red cheeks. Dinner is ready on the
stove. Tell me if it’s well cooked
or a bit raw. The Holidays make
the adrenaline kick in. That explains
why we’re over stressing on everything
since the day had begun. Now settle
down *** and sip your eggnog with
me while I turn on the lights on our
lovely Christmas
tree** ~
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 10:58 AM UTC
Eggnog for a festive season
A special holiday celebration being the reason
Yet my head is spinning all over the place
I feel like I am in a race
That eggnog my mind will never erase
Mother always said don’t waste
But some how the alcohol was added
I am sure this eggnog I will never ever forget
Later on I might have some regret
Can someone point me in the direction of the North Pole?
Right now Santa is stuck in some manhole
Well he is actually smashed
He can’t even tell the reindeers to dash
I don’t believe this I see Rudolf and the reindeer team
But why are they floating down a stream?
Well this slogan fits, “Santa with no sleigh tonight, how will you fly into the night?”
It has now become a plight
Cheers everyone and good night.
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
If it were a sport it would be golf
It could be any reindeer but Rudolf
If it were shop shelf it would stock bleach
next to self tan oil for the 2 weeks on the beach
If it were a weather it would be overcast
A time of day? It would be breakfast.
As an animal it would surely be a toad
That did not quite make the journey across the road
And in the middle of the road it remains
The middle of the road flows through its veins.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
There's one "special" Holiday, in the **** can I will toss
The Pagan Calibration, of fricking Santa Claus
-
If that ****** Bozo, down my chimney tries to come
I’ll blow his *** away, and beat it like a drum
-
Then I’ll shoot his Reindeer, I’ll have a jolly feast
Hey Rudolf Dancer Prancer, you will be deceased
-
All the Queerass little elves, I’ll blow away as well
And that stinking slay, I will go and sell
-
To the North Poll I will go, with an Atom Bomb
500 megatons!! And drop it with aplomb
-
December 25th, from the calendar I'll wipe
And all the goody-goody "Good Cheer", and all the Farceass Hype
{If you are getting the notion that I don't like Christmas, you are right! Why? I think it's blasphemous to associate the birth of Christ with a Pagan Holiday} {AND the way it's celebrated !!!}
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 4:30 AM UTC
I don't need no presents
wrapped up underneath the tree
No I don't need no ribbons and bows,
or stockings hanging...
No I don't need no snow
or chestnuts roasting on an open fire
to make it feel like Christmas
I don't need no magical hats
or dancing snowmen
I just need for Santa to please listen
because there's something missing
that my heart only wishes for
while others are dreaming of a white Christmas
you see Santa
I'm dreaming of holding her so close in my arms
so please Santa
I don't ask much
I don't need no presents
wrapped up underneath the tree
I just need someone who I can love
who loves me just the same
No I don't need no ribbons and bows,
I just need someone who I can love this Christmas
I don't need sleigh bells ringing
I don't need no jingle bells jingling
to make it feel like Christmas
No I don't need Dancer and Prancer
and Donner and Blitzen
I just need Rudolf to please listen
there's something that I'm wishing for
to be next her and to make it by this Christmas
I don't need no presents
wrapped up underneath the tree
No I don't need no ribbons and bows,
or stockings hanging...
No I don't need no snow
or chestnuts roasting on an open fire
to make it feel like Christmas
I don't need no magical hats
or dancing snowmen
I just need someone to love me for me
this Christmas
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 8:39 PM UTC
me and collie took the town by storm,
black man and white man
drinking buddies? what a rarity.
uncle didn’t join us the old ghanian,
we had drunk sentimentalities, of course,
but when russel the schizoid rudolf came
up and told us the tottenham man city score
i went into the alley and almost ****** myself
prior shouting h and a into an ivory rattle of teeth.
but what a night, collie’s girlfriend i also met,
i remember kissing her dry brown skin
on the bone of finger, before being chauffeured home;
but of course, before all that, staring into
the gape of being centralised by the passerby’s eyes,
a lot of english pyjama beauties walked the talk
getting their score of **** -
if not more.
but as i pointed out to the white colt - the jeans below the knees
with... calvin kleine - ‘mate, you need flashy underwear to
walk with your **** exposed - primani ain’t gonna cut it for the hoes.’
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 8:56 AM UTC
Don't you know it's Christmas?
Theres kids cutting themselves
Toys being put on all the shelves
Were dealing with ISIS
But the holidays are priceless
Don't you know it's Christmas?
Theres people dealing with cancer
All we care about is Rudolf and Prancer
Theres teens commiting suicide
They should be kept warm and on the inside
Don't you know it's Christmas?
Al Quida taking the life of children
And were wondering when Santa's coming back again
Theres kids doing drugs
While were surrounded with hugs
Don't you know it's Christmas?
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 7:53 PM UTC
This time last year
It was you
who filled me with Christmas cheer
even though loving you isolated me like
Rudolf the rednose reindeer
Slipping on ice
I only saw you but
Isn't it ironic
How love is so blind
Never once did I see that
You would be my demise
Your love was like a drug
Increasing my dose
Never afraid of getting too close
This Christmas
my heart is empty and
the weather is still cold
I prayed for you last night but the devil grabbed my soul
The love that we had
turned to coal
Snow settled in my heart
In the spot you used to hold
The holidays are so full of cheer
This year
I opened a box of our memories
No love lies here
M. D.
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
As I open the book
Let us all take a look
Bells ring out throughout the square
The feeling of Christmas is in the air
A little boy sleeps dreaming of snow
This is New York City you just never know
The vision of a star
The Wise men who travelled far
Unity being a community
Christmas being truly in what you see
A little baby Jesus was a male being he
It’s was a rememorable night
In fact it was silent and no situation of plight
All the stars are shining bright
There’s Rudolf with his nose being a headlight
Oh look a dream did come true
The snow is falling
Well I have no time for stalling
Let’s throw snowballs and see who will fall
A Snowman stands and he is tall
Frosty is his name
A snowman loves to play a game
He’s decked out all in Christmas snow
Frosty moves along with the flow
Well I am starting to yond
This was a story I am very fond
I am falling asleep for sure
Yet my heart is full of joy all in galore
As I lay my head down
I am asleep across town
I will wake up Christmas morning bound
Full of praises will be the sound.
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 6:22 PM UTC
i said deer, deer! i didn't say rain dear or reindeer,
but anyway, where's my sledge and
boxes filled with presents?
i just looked like some madman running,
but then the animals were in too much stress
i had to appoint them a new rudolf.
<strike>( now the extra lines signifying
that i'm about to ruin a ****** decent poem:
as honest as it might be worth inquiring
to then only doubt... well, my heart
is still in a state of rhythmic crescendos that
just bulges into song for such depths
of experience, the thrill as if being the stag
leading them from one patch of forest to another:
basically i mean you experience the emotions
of doubt, and i'll just experience this.
no monkeys around to try and be tarzan,
plus it would have been traffic chaos,
as the two drivers on the road would nod to approvingly.
so women lie about their age,
and men lie about the date of birth,
so she gets all muddling puzzles reading a horoscope.
actually, you know what? i'm going to start
calling it journalism, every poet being the new journalist
exposing his private life, extremely
given the innermost of what they actually disseminate
thinking & feeling, as the two so far apart
that feelings give almost automatic thinking in
this medium, we once called poetry; why?
just because the word and art form originated in greek
does not mean it has to remain there forever.
bigmouth strikes again at the unsatisfactory edifice
of unattainable written expression of such emotion as shared
with the wild.)</strike>
well it was kinda funny, cos i was also holding a beer can.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC
No rocket surgeon,
nor brain scientist called upon
but only Rudolf the red nose reindeer
solicited as psychological mentor
yes...undoubtedly countless
decades removed since queer
(not very gay at all!)
****** changing phenomena
from thine angst riddled
biological metamorphosis allows me to peer
with greater theft of mine precious youth stolen,
via piercing overbear
ring mailer daemons,
when mine tender age did near
cusp whence onset of puberty
clapped development tight as if by
a doppelganger mutineer
warp and weft of mine lifetime tapestry
mine acute perception doth lear
as threads got tightly woven
into mine casual knitwear
though pubescent phase
wrought with oppressive foresight
interwoven with jeer
ring bullying hmm...maybe thine ability
to distill self actualization
extant among interlinear
teenage stage viewable
during my youthful days, but clouded over asper
mine more vivid perspective here
from this present moment
ha...amusing insight from present perch
devoid of adolescent glare
sire re: brill grade
do lobes gleam freer,
now with insight aye ear
rate at such pitch 'ere
perfect hindsight aye declare,
yet as a much younger self
when I hapt to be a boy, acuity seemed oblivious
to perceive via sight and sound
what social cues visceral, (visual,
and audiological) seems crystal clear
revisiting non verbal
awkward teenage mutant
ninja turtle memories, that now deafeningly blare
at the threshold of ear
splitting decibels, how hard of hearing human
(nada so) subtle in retrospect, I am aware
interpersonal nuances clear as the tune
Doris Day Que será, será
did voice, a catchy air.
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 4:49 PM UTC
Cranky from the lack of sleep,
I twist my fin
into a knot of agony
Swoosh!!
The-... An-...
Aw, the **** with it...
Lately
I’ve been thinking
that all men are cremated
equally crisp.
But my next door neighbor
still smolders darkly
in his backyard grill pit,
his dogs frantic in their drooling lust
to lick his charred flanks.
Dear grieving widow –
would you honor me
by dropping in for a cup of tea?
She wails and moans,
her pelvis slack
and canted downwards.
It will be a chore
to get her to loosen up enough
to hurl a ****
heavenwards.
The specifics of our last conversation
escape me.
But I do remember calling you
an angelic ****
with the personality
of a rabid piranha.
You responded, with a dreamy smile,
“But, my dear Rudolf!
I do select my prey
by their spread and heft!
After all,
I just love to hear
that gristly pop
when they open up
for my sanguine delectation...”
Aurora, CO – May 1995
Derek Bascombe
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC
A “Merry Christmas” to you all
Dreams with smiles and wishes coming true Christmas trees with presents under the tree just for you.
Loads of cards just to let you know how many people love you Roast Turkey, Roast Vegetables there’s so much love in this room.
I can feel Mrs Clause and Rudolf smiling because christmas makes us feel good.Little children in the room with family and friends laughing out loud.
The smell of the food in the kitchen is so nice, there’s a knock at the door please let the snowman in-side.
Eggnog and Sherry for grandma and grandpa, little kids all around the telly watching Madagascar. The rooms filled with laughter kids opening every present they get faster, wrapping paper all around with Christmas songs to sing along.
Christmas Socks all been raided chocolate sweets all over people’s faces Marry Christmas to you all and may the day grant all your wishers.
And even though your belly feels full it’s okay to offer to clean up all the dishes.
Jidos Reality 5.12.12
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 2:41 PM UTC
The vision of Santa being a Christmas Tree
The tree having smiles of jolly He He
This is children’s delight
The Santa tree having all the color that makes it a sight
All the sparkle that shine bright
Santa’s long white beard being extending in leading the ensemble to the Christmas Tree
A Santa train moving from top to bottom in and out while puffing smoke all about
A springle of snow that just shoots out from the tree
This will be a Christmas to not forget for all to see
Then having the North Pole sitting at the top of the tree
Rudolf pops out to give Christmas wishes
Then the Christmas tree makes a turn into a waltz
Standing superior being the Santa Christmas tree
The Santa Christmas tree being admired
A child’s heart feeling inspired
An atmosphere of pure excellence
The beauty being magical in significance
What more can Christmas be?
A child awaits Santa’s arrival and Christmas morning for all gifts to see
But let’s not forget what Christmas is all about
It’s the baby Jesus being the shout
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL
DASH AWAY DASH AWAY BEING SANTA’S CALL.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 8:02 PM UTC
(The Black Nosed Reindeer)
Santa:
What the **** are you doing here
I must have a red nose reindeer.
Adolf:
I don't know, the job centre sent me
and told me to put glitter on my antlers.
Santa:
Did you read the job description ?
Adolf:
I did, but the lady said that it was an
equal opportunities position.
Santa:
Did they give you a card?
Adolf:
Yes, here it is, you me and the bear.
Santa:
I don't believe this.
Adolf:
Well ! am I hired or not?
Santa:
I must ring the job centre.
Hello, Santa Claus here.
Where is Rudolf this year Miss?
Job Centre:
Hello Santa, he can't make it this year.
Santa:
But why not?
Job Centre:
We are not permitted to discuss our'
clients affairs Mr Claus.
Santa;
But I must speak with him !
Job Centre:
The best I can do is to give you
the AA help line.
Santa:
Hello, I am looking for Rudolf.
AA.
Is this some sort of Joke?
Santa:
No, this is Santa Claus here.
AA.
This is Alcoholics Anonymous and we do not
give out information about our members. All I
can say is, everyone around the table here has
a red nose and looks like Rudolf.
Merry Christmas.
Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 2:14 AM UTC
The Red
Instead
&
Read
inside
the
ceremonies
All charities $$_____$
Formalities
All to see
Never nothing
On me
Red fire
Mercedes
Mouths
you could
never
Race and
beat those
Stepford Wives_____*
Never said
they were
ladies
Ritual
deep red
lipstick
Risky
business
slick
Boost of salaries
phonies
yellow
chicks
Cold cuts such
a ham
Humming Mrs.
(Honey Baked)
Red show
pictures
Red light
Catch
them
Red Hoods
Oh! what a
Knight-light
Those dark
negatives
Became ******
Maleficent
book light
Stay positively?
Extremely_____
Indian-Bow
redface
painted
cults Wow___
The Boston
creme pie
That ****** fool
Hot barn gals
Warrior
Blue
Sword Fee
number
clue (He)
Just pay up
red dual
Antique
fireplace
Hire-red-lace
Devil made me
Risque
dancing
Wind- up Dollie
One of
a mind
doll
Romancing
Red-bed
Wickedly
insulted
The cardinal
the male red
Madly
Totally Rad
The female
Red bling
with his
garnish
feastly
Beastie
clocker
Beguiled
brownish
What
was told
and really said?
French tickler____
New ****
Orleans
Red District 3
Never
said to
wear red
Read this if you are
too late
You will take fate in
your own hands
Don't end up dead
Red rear view
window
project bodies
possessed
Words
Went
worrisome
Never said
Enchanted
more some
Read this
maybe
you will be
protected
Mystical
" Rainforest tea"
Rooibos
Bossy Ross
the fairest
The more
blood on
your
hands
The poison
arrow frog
Lilith Leap
year
Sitting
in
red chilled
over ice
chairs
having
eggnog
Never said
I fell for
Autumn
leaves
London
Big Ben
Fog
Firey Red
Stop sign yo yo
** **
Grains
Silo
Santas
Tapas
Drinks
babes lap
Never said
Computers
Red App
and Red
collar
pups
Read this shut up
Those laptops
They gave to
Swindler Cops
Chinese
red
British
colony
lucky year
Precious
red nails
jewels
He is
bloodshot
Seeing through
his lies
((Red Raise Glass shot))
I never said why?
More jewels
Gracious Rudolf
Deers
I never said
I was from
the old school
Cheers
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 8:13 AM UTC
. W A R N I N G.
WARNING.
warning.
Santa Klaus is a *********
who goes into children’s rooms
after dark, while Rudolf, a ****
sympathiser, metaphorically
promotes, Khmer Rouge,
plus The Red Brigade,
as he waits in the snow with
a Rufous nose collecting Cox’s,
from insomniacs, the homeless,
and
Domatophobiacs!
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 5:34 AM UTC