‘Twas the night before… wait!
It’s not even December!
But apparently networks
Just never remember
That the time for the snowflakes
And Santa and carols
Can wait for the Winter
And family perils.
For now, I commend those
Who’re still round from turkey.
The fate of the others
Is much, much more murky.
But as we hear songs
In the stores and the stations
We endure in our silence
And summon our patience
For a time will come soon
When the jewelry ads play
And we’ll all long for Christmas,
Not Valentine’s day.
The Daily Travesty 