It happened in July,
Oh how I wonder why?
The weather turned from hot to icy.
In a torrid atmosphere,
A snowstorm did appear,
Road conditions went from clear to dicey.
For two weeks every night,
Pine trees were glowing bright,
My radios were acting very strange.
�Deck the Halls,� �Jingle Bells,�
Christmas carols we know well,
this time of year seem a bit deranged.
Eight reindeer. A toy filled sled.
A bearded fat man dressed red.
Everything was happening out place.
Christmas stockings, mistletoe,
Gift-wrapped presents, Ho, Ho, Ho�s,
Put a giant smile little Rachel�s face.
Her grey eyes could not hide,
The merriment she felt inside,
Rachel�s love of Christmas day became a vice.
She had so much Christmas cheer,
And it all seemed crystal clear,
Oh why can�t Santa Clause visit twice?
So she started a campaign,
Her calls and letters were a pain,
Her signed petitions inundated the North Pole.
Mrs. Clause was in a tizzy,
Santa Clause was getting dizzy,
Elfin anger was a hard thing to control.
Rachel�s cause was never fleeting,
Her and Santa arranged a meeting.
Santa faced her down. Asking why?
In a momentary stutter,
With kindness she did utter.
We need a second Christmas in July.
Santa Clause left out a giggle.
His belly started to wiggle.
Little Rachel raised an eyebrow in a stare.
In an instant Santa knew,
Her wishes would come true,
Breaking Rachel�s heart, Santa could not bare.
I give in Santa shouted,
His reply was never doubted,
I�ll deliver Christmas season twice a year.
Now each December and July,
Santa gladly passes by,
As Rachel yells a �thank you Santa� cheer.
Brian Bressler � 2003