Puzzle Poem – Christmas Drudgery
by Peter Hedgecock
by Peter Hedgecock
With my beloved I wander the mall, ‘The Noel Twist’ blasting
through the PA,
To naively hold thy peace with holiday cheer and encourage overspending ways.
Lo, Christmas but a week away the finer lots of gifts and
goods are gone,
Naught but a solar cart kit for Tommy and a princess tea set for Jane remain.
Naught but a solar cart kit for Tommy and a princess tea set for Jane remain.
Yet here we peruse the shelves, shopping for our cherished
senile Mom,
I sit in exhaustion, my chair stumbles, and I ask myself “Isn’t a card enough”?
I sit in exhaustion, my chair stumbles, and I ask myself “Isn’t a card enough”?
The buying spree which mistreats my feet makes me vow to
stand no more,
My beloved, on soapbox, berates my sissy way; mania, anger, pleas fill my ears.
What guilt! Legs betrayed the pledge; my able cohorts fell. The throngs await!
What guilt! Legs betrayed the pledge; my able cohorts fell. The throngs await!
Poetry isn’t my forte, but I do love a
good puzzle! Somewhere in each line of the poem is a group of two or three
consecutive words that forms an anagram of a Holiday song (e.g., Hidden in ‘Starbucks
reforms this mocha chai’ is an anagram of ‘Home for Christmas’).
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