Christmas Rhymes by Shepherd Barry

A Christmas Preamble

Gingerbread winds and sugar'd snows

Are nice;

And far better than ice

Roasted ham and candied days,

In so many ways, you know,

So it goes.

Savory times and eggnog songs

Are sweet;

And 'tis pleasant to meet

Cinnamon nutmeg and cloves,

Merriment, cider in droves,-

They belong.

Fresh baking pies and justice sweet

Are rad;

And 'tis well to be glad

For the gifts of Life and Time,

Cookies, air fresh, cheer sublime,

And for meat.

Exciting books and movies fun-

A blast;

Before the season's past,

Candles, soft music, scent of pine,

A mug of cocoa,- oh, that's fine,

-'Amble done.

Old Saint Nick knows I'm no saint,

I wasn't before and I still ain't,

But he knows the key to Christmastime

Sometimes lies within a rhyme,

A mug of cider, a cup of cheer,

A siesta from questions like, "Why am I here?"

The beauty of snows,

Christmas break grows,

So it goes.

Christmas Rhyme

Candy-canes and savory times

Are chill;

Yet far better be 'twill-

Glowing lights and starry nights,

A presence of snow and pine,

Ah, that's fine.

Snowy days and hassle-free ways

Are glad;

Yet enjoyable 'tis-

Dreams of Saint Nick's gifts so rare,

Carols soft upon the air,

Ah, Christmas glaze.

Christmas cake and fresh baking scents

Are nice;

Yet fair is Christmas spice,

Seasonal giving, worries past-

At least dreaming they won't last,

Those sales events....

Yet sweeter to me than all of these

Are Christmas dreams and memories;

For the shadow is never the substance,

And uh, pass the cake will you, please....

Yes, the substance is never the shadow,

So we should never forget

That Christmastime's about giving:

Advice I can't give you (yet).

Still candy-canes and savory times

Are pleasant.

Though I won't be eating pheasant,

It's all right.

I'm a thankful soul tonight.

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