DECEMBER 2018 -- Christmas Songs Re-envisioned

In a recent newsletter, author Ann Whitford Paul suggested rewriting familiar Christmas songs as a poetry exercise. Since I loved doing something similar when I created my Halloween Nursery Rhymes, I thought I'd give Ann's idea a try.

Children, We Have Heard Their Calls    (Angels We Have Heard On High)

 

Children, we have heard their calls,

Loudly screamed throughout the malls:

Give me this and I want that.

What’s up with these spoiled brats?

      

Coal . . . for them all,

In their Christmas stockings.

Coal . . . for them all,

In their Christmas stockings.

 

 

                                                                                       

We Three Elves

(We Three Kings)

We three elves from Santa’s workshop,

Bringing gifts to kids ‘til we drop.

Dolls, bikes, diggers, action figures,

Following Santa’s list.

O, where is Santa, can you guess?

The big guy’s on extended rest.

Sprained his backside, nixed the sleigh ride . . .

Thank the stars we have that list.