Christmas Detritus

Christmas is coming, yet I abhore,

Faux chrissy cheer in department stores.

No wise men cluster round a manger.

For Herod this kid’s an imperial danger.


Smoke spirals up from scented pine candle,

Incense is burning from wood known as sandle.

Plastic crepe, ribbons all scattered around,

Broken toys whimper then don’t make a sound.


When I was small I don’t really recall,

Why Jesus’s birthday matters at all.

Soon father christmas took over his schtick,

He sold more product, bucks came in quick.




  1. 😀 Merry Christmas anyway!

  2. Merry Christmas anyway, you Humbug!

    1. davidatqcm says:

      Merry Christmas to you too sir!

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