Bob’s Christmas poem -by Robert Gardner

Oh, let me please
Forever be
A kind of human Christmas tree,
A tree you might securely strap
To your Uncle’s old and twisted back
(Now force him to walk
Down a railroad track
At the end of the gun
You bought just for fun.)

Oh, let me please
Forever be
A reasonable facsimile
Of a tree who doesn’t seem to care
You dragged him roughly by the hair
To the very top of the attic stair
T
o joys he cannot hope to share –
A tree whose feet
Prefer the sleet
To the warmth of a luxury office suite
Owned by a lawyer indicted for fraud,
Or a county judge who thinks he’s God.

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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