The fabulous Mr. Eejit has fixed up a new vehicle for us:
Santa's Poetry Go-Kart Ride!
This is a preliminary effort while I get myself into the holiday spirit.
Everybody has gone.
They are gone into the shops to acquire that one last present
They are gone into the hills to slide on the snow
They are gone to their families on the other side of the rivers and the plains and the mountains
They are gone to their homes
Cozy in front of the fires and the twinkling lights
They are gone, their arms laden with gifts
Their trunks full of luggage and groceries
Their dogs on leashes yapping and jumping with excitement
They are gone from the lab, which is hollow and dark
And in an hour it will be my turn too.
Happy Holidays! Go on! Get outta here! Get out and celebrate!
Thank you Eejit, and we all hope the bus will be making the rounds soon, after a good rest and a nice mulled wine.
How shall we manage?
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