Bad Poetry Monday

O, The Presents I'd Buy For You

Greetings cool cats and hot kittens. Welcome to another Bad Poetry Monday. Two more days until Christmas. I hope your holiday is MERRY & BRIGHT!

Today’s poem was somewhat inspired by an old country Christmas song I heard for this first time in a long time this past week. It’s called “If We Make It Through December.” It was written and recorded by Merle Haggard (1937-2016) and The Strangers in October 1973. Unlike most joyful Christmas music, this one has to do with unemployment and loneliness. Haggard once said he didn’t necessarily consider this a Christmas song as he was exploring issues of economics. I think the lyrics combined with the lilting and haunting music will give you pause. You can find the link to his song down below.

Before we get to Haggard’s good lyrics, here’s my bad poetry for the day:

O, The Presents I’d Buy for You

by ZJ Czupor

O, the Christmas presents I’d buy for you,

A bouquet of roses, a big diamond ring,

Wrapped in silver paper, bows of blue,

I’d hold them in my arms, all I could bring.

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O, the presents I’d give you this Christmas day,

A red-checked blanket from the Carolinas,

An old horse-drawn-jingle-bell sleigh,

And Terra Cotta soldiers from ancient China,

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O, the gift’s I’d shower you with this Christmas day,

A new computer complete with keyboard,

A Lear Jet to sweep you away,

Far above the clouds and Norwegian fjords.

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O, but my pockets are bare this Christmas day,

I wish I could give you all the above,

See I got laid off at the factory with no pay,

So, this year all I can give you is my love.

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All I can give you is my love.