CHRISTMAS (COMMERCIAL)
The holidays are here, and we again
can doff our gloom and shop and shop and shop,
and, if we're lucky, we might think "Amen!"
about how soon some hungers tend to stop.
I keep descrying lights on each far tree,
and every near tree seems "pure mistletoe,"
and in my little satchels you may see
one big and loud and funny "Ho, ho, ho!"
Come, let's go visit oldsters at their homes
and carol them ecstatically with tunes,
and let's concoct a way of building domes
that keep the static down when much flesh croons.
The streets are happy, and no house may hurt
(at all!), for many a newness fills time's skirt.