CHRISTMAS

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CHRISTMAS
Many Christmas before our teenage look
Me and my siblings took _
As if the only room
Decorations could harbour our room
And after Christmas, our textbooks
Always suffer a slimmer look
From them we cut shapes and cartoons
That go with our colourful balloons
Though I was born in June
Not with silver spoon
But with help of our school
We attend Carols by the pool
A dark Santa in cheap costume
Always kept in a tiny room
Christmas were good and ungood
We deeply search the wicked wood
For any yet untired brook
Water for expert mother to cook
The congo of rice poor daddy book
Book from his cooperative crooks
When Christmas’ strongly ungood
You’ll see mother serve our food
Ewedu fortified with mushroom
Well mashed with a dwarf broom
Watch on our white and black Saturn
If NEPA grace the afternoon
Home Alone and some Christmas cartoon
Though Christmas disappear so soon
But we always spent it full
Of happiness and being grateful.
         Samuel C. Enunwa Dec. 25, 2010.
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