Kickass, the doorstop dog, naps through the following.
As a man of quiet and reason,
The keeper sees this season
Fraught with troubles and woes,
Total dumbness wherever he goes.
People buying things they don’t need,
If it isn’t essential, it must be greed.
The weather is snowy and cold
No place out there for someone old.
Phyllis’s tree is trimmed with thrift
The keeper is under it as a would-be gift.
Fruitcakes in the fridge soaking in rum,
The keeper’s idea of seasonal fun.
Here’s the truth of this holiday way:
Being upright and mobile is not just okay,
It’s what really counts in the scheme of it all:
Dancing at yet one more Christmas ball.