~Holiday Poems~
The first poem is one my friends' mum wrote when she was teaching 1st grade. The second is a family favourite from some time ago.
~Merry Christmas Poem~
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M
is for Mistletoe tied with a bow.
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E
is
for Evergreens heavy with snow.
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| R is for Reindeer that prance through the sky. |
| R is for Ribbons, the presents to tie. |
| Y is for Yuletide, the season of cheer. |
| C is for Christmas, best time of the year. |
| H is for Holly with berries so red. |
| R is for Rosy-red cheeks out at play. |
| I is for Icicles melting away. |
| S is for Snowballs we fashion with glee. |
| T is for Tinsel that hangs on the tree. |
| M is for Mince pies, the best to be found. |
| A is for Apples so rosy and round. |
| S is for Stockings to hang by my bed. |
| That Santa will fill from the bag in his sled. |
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~Christmas
2030~
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Twas
the night before Christmas and on our asteroid,
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Not
a creature was stirring, not even a droid.
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The
space socks were hung by the instrument panel,
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Socks
of helium, plastic, and 3 percent flannel
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The
children were nestled in pressurized cots,
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Dreaming
of space toys and programmed robots.
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Milon
Mamma and I set the space ship on cruise
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And
we just settled down for a long winter's snooze.
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When
out on the landing bay we heard such a clatter
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I
jumped from my pod to see what was the matter.
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I
couldn't believe what could make all that racket.
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So
I flipped on the radar and started to track it.
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When
what to my wondering eyes should appear,
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But
a jet-propelled sleigh and eight weightless reindeer
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The
next picture came-a three second delay-
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Then
I saw Santa Skywalker driving the sleigh.
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He
was wearing a pressurized suit of bright red.
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With
an aerospace helmet on top of his head.
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In
the back of his sleigh with his bag full of toys,
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A
computer printout listed good girls and boys.
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Santa
hastened to open our starboard hatch
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And
tossed down some goodies-there was quite a batch.
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A
doll that said "Blast Off" a time warp chess set,
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A
laser run top and electronic pet.
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He
followed the toys in a straight drop down the chute-
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With
a clink and a clank of each magnetic boot.
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He
stuffed all the stockings, trimmed our synthetic tree,
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And
arranged all the packages, neat as could be.
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Then
he took a quiet look at our charted projection
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To
see if our course met his inspection.
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I
guess he approved of our going that way
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Cause
he nodded and beamed himself back to the sleigh.
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Then
he took off through space with his reindeer and pack
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Leaving
my radar to bleep and go black
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But
our video scanner showed his message unfurled,
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"Sure
hope your Christmas is out of this world."
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~Author
Unknown~
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Graphics by
Mel, is no longer online.
~Home For The Holidays~