NO IN MY NOEL
NO IN MY NOEL
by Clinton Van Inman
I learned at an early age
What happens to all snowmen,
Why the fake beards
As I sat upon his lap
And took his hard candy.
Now there is only no in my noel.
But I fool them in my
Berry reds and holly greens
Perpetual as prize ribbons
Now New Years breaks with bad breath
While the world awaits with
Its perfect white teeth, I run like a gnome.
Clinton writes in a comic manner to cheer us up with extraordinary energy and imagery.