Scrooged — Bill Murray
It’s a Wonderful Life — Jimmy Stewart
Harry Potter — Hermoine Granger
A Christmas Carol — Ebenezer Scrooge
Mad Men — Don Draper
Home Alone — Angels with Filthy Souls
Choral Chant — ‘Hark! How the bells’
Choral Chant — ‘All caroling’
Choral Chant — ‘To young and old’
Choral Chant — ‘Hark! How the bells’
Choral Chant — ‘That is their song!’
V1 — A custodian struggles to buy her kids xmas gifts
Carol, her December focus narrow
barely squeaking by
browsing stores Embarcadero, shiny
windows display silver & gold apparel
for now though
she’ll have to keep working
or win the SuperLotto
she ain’t no supermodel,
youthful twenty year old
been sweeping by slowly
custodial where it’s sterile
after work, hills descend
zipping through vino benders
and women selling tender loins
to men who render legal tender
carol, single mother
older daughter merrill
who’s into internet videos, that go, viral
and a second kid, Daryl
He wants to fight, a feral
bull stand victorious under a white, sombrero
poor carol
her holiday hours — cut
the water in shower — cut
monday the honda
didn’t wanna power — up
hm, what’s a strugglin’ mom to do ?
carol’s mother can’t always pick up
the children from their schooools
Choral Chant — ‘To young and old’
V2 — encounters deus ex machina via secret santa
priority: how is she
gonna stun her kids so dearly
on the twenty fifth, with
no santa gifts ? — (dreary)
christmas is a holy day
not godly — more nostalgic
reunite two families in a room
(boom) — crowded
roomba ‘round the corners
hoover conversation nuggets
it’s a cold world, outside
carol wants a shelter from it
’cause her kids will grow fast
she wanna prolong the magic
before their age of reason
then it’s, “so long, enchantment ! ”
carol goes to wally world
x-mas, day away
texas instruments and games
stay in layaway
but wait ! oh, wait !
get this: she never would have guessed it
a stranger paid remainders
every toy up on her checklist ??
no père noël, no tell of elf
or any reddish felt
only ordinary person
sporting jacket NFL
new orleans fleur-de-lis
painted gold, black lines
may be a brave new year
auld lang syne
hm: what a saint
4 DEC 2017 | Copyright © B. Yee
Lyrics from the album, Where Wolves Lie, 2017, by BMEDD & Shinobi