CHRISTMAS PAST

It’s the day after Christmas,

a time to review it,

but actually though

I’d rather sleep through it.

The kids are now making a calamitous noise

shouting their claims on all the new toys.

Out in the kitchen, Mother takes pains

to come up with a plan for the turkey’s remains.

My new loud-colored tie which I said was a beauty

I’ll wear it some day, but under my hoodie.


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