Merry Christmas, one and all! What a sunny holiday! Eat our breakfast in the hall? Just exactly as you say. Move that tree a little bit, I keep falling over it. Children, show me all your toys, There is room to spread them here. Yes, that @3is a@1 jolly noise,— Hold it further from my ear! Don't restrain 'em, let 'em play, Christmas is the children's day. Just the things you want have come? Queer how Santy seems to know! Yes, old fellow, pound your drum, You may smash it sooner, so. What? More slippers for your dad? That makes seven pairs I've had. Mary, give that child a lift, Those are my cigars he's on. Postman calling for a gift? 'Fraid that my last cent has gone. Don't you think it would be wise Next month to economize? Turn that baby up-side-down! See—he's swallowing a wire! Hello, Uncle! You in town? Help? the Christmas tree's on fire! Bring some water right away! Whoop, Hurrah! It's Christmas day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POETS ARE BORN NOT MADE by ROBERT FROST ONE OF THE LEAST OF THESE, MY LITTLE ONE' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A SONG OF COURAGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RHYTHM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TWO POEMS FROM THE WAR: 1 by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |