About Christmas

Christmas Long Ago

By Jo Geis

Frosty days and ice-still nights,

Fir trees trimmed with tiny lights,      trim - отделывать, украшать

Sound of sleigh bells in the snow,

That was Christmas long ago.

Tykes on sleds and shouts of glee,    Tykes - озорники, шалуны

Icy-window filigree,                            filigree - ажурные украшения

Sugarplums and candle glow,            Sugarplum - круглый леденец, glow - свет, сияние

Part of Christmas long ago.

Footsteps stealthy on the stair,         stealthy - незаметный, сткрытный

Sweet-voiced carols in the air,

Stocking hanging in a row,

Tell of Christmas long ago.

Starry nights so still and blue,

Good friends calling out to you,

Life, so fact, will always slow…

For dreams of Christmas long ago.

December is a special month

It fills us with much glee

In the whole year it's the only month

That has a letter D

It has a different elfabet

Which is kinda weird

It's called Noel coz there is no L,

It's just completely disappeared

Looking at the chimney, we remember,

He who enters without opening doors

It's next door's bloomin' beach-loving cat

We call him Sandy Claws

To next door's penguin we always sing

"Freeze a jolly good fellow" coz he's nice

They also have a duck, which is handy

For quacking all the ice

The woman next door stole a calendar

She got 12 months, when the police caught her

She wanted Christmas candles that burn longer?

Silly woman...all candles burn shorter

She was arrested for doing Christmas shopping early

It's against the law

She should have waited until the shop opened

Instead of doing it before

The man next door, in his garden

Thinks it's funny to go Ho, Ho, Ho

It was funny when he fell over backwards

And yelped Oh, Oh, Oh

My Dad says Santa comes down the chimney

Just coz it soots him

He has to get fit for doing deliveries

But he doesn't go to the Gym

He goes to the Chimnasium With Mary, his wife

Oh yes, Mary Christmas

Is the love of his life

Anyhoo, enough, already

This is too long a silly rhyme

Any longer and you'll still be reading it

Come choccie egg eating time

Jon Bratton