that kept
count of how many days it was
until christmas.
every time you saw her, she'd say
with an enormous cheery smile,
only 98 more days
until santa comes
down the chimney.
and then finally it arrived.
she'd put on her green wool cap,
her red sweater,
and stockings to match.
she had a tree in every room.
lights galore
were nailed to every edge
of the house.
candles in the window.
ten blow up reindeers in the yard.
christmas carols
were playing from loud speakers.
cookies were baking.
candy too.
she set up a manger with
live animals
and a baby jesus smiling
in a bed of straw.
i heard the other day she was in
an insane asylum
for killing her husband,
whether that's true or not,
i'm not sure.
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