Holidave

"Calendar, Calendar on the wall,

Who is the holidayest of all?"

I ask, and reach for that big, fat tome

Of cute-and-quaint but senseless advice,

Like "How to stay put when you'd rather roam"
Or "How to be perpetually nice."
Now, put on a hap-happy-holiday face;

Give a mile when all you can afford is an inch;

Waltz across those icy streets with hallowed grace,

Even though you're halfway from Kringle to Grinch.

Run away? Skip town? Break free? Come on, get real!

You're gonna pay a hefty price if you misbehave.

What do you think this is? Bueller's Ferris wheel?

Be a gentle, genteel, pleasant, playful Holidave!

© 2023 David Acosta