Christmas Joy


By Justin M. Clark

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

My sister was screaming

Begging for cops


I hurried downstairs, tumbled to one knee

Looked right at you

Oh the image I did see


Balled and coiled, a python set to strike

Your blows were miraculous

Venomous bites


Welted, bruised

I tucked myself back in bed

The night’s transgressions far from my head


Tomorrow was Christmas, a time of joy

An idea not easily stolen from me

This obstinate little boy




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