Ribbons & toes

For the Christmas of

my sixteenth year,

I wanted one thing

over all else.

***

And I went straight

to the place of my

parents work, to

tell them.

***

I bounded in and

immediately declared

that I wanted a car

for Christmas.

— Preferably, new.

***

My dad and mom both

stopped working, and

looked over at me.

*

My mom put down her coal shovel.

***

Said my mom,

“Why do you think you deserve a new car?”

***

“Well, I said, thoughtfully,

“All of my friends have new cars.”

***

“Well —” my mother said,

prepared for such answer.

“If all of your friends

were to jump off a bridge

would you?”

***

“No,” I replied.

***

“All right,” she said.

“But would you for a new car?”

***

PART II

***

That Christmas morning

I awoke to find a long

red ribbon tied to my big toe.

What’s this? I asked myself.

Could it be?

***

Excitedly, I got out of bed

& began to follow the ribbon as it

led me out of my room.

***

The ribbon led me:

***

down the hallway,

into the living room,

past the Christmas tree,

into the foyer

out the front door,

over the moat,

across the yard, and

into our driveway (!)

***

Where it then

double-backed

up and around a tree,

before …

***

going back across the yard,

over the moat,

through the front door,

into the foyer

past the Christmas tree,

through the living room,

down the hallway, and

back into my room.

***

Where,

to my great disappointment,

I discovered that it was

tied to my other toe.

Finis.


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MERRY CHRISTMAS!

The big top

I remember the winter

the circus came to town.

***

A few kids skipped

school to see the show.

***

“Whoah!” We said, when

we saw the empty desks.

“Luckeeee.”

***

But the next day, their

desks were still empty.

***

Then our teacher came in

and said several of the

children absent from class

had been rushed to the

hospital for poisoning,

but they were fine.

***

Furthermore, she explained,

there was no circus in town.

It was just a home that was being

fumigated for insects.

***

“Whoah!” We all said,

A home being fumigated for insects!?

“Luckeee.”

Two after midnight

I don’t think it

has ever been fully

explained why the

Frankenstein monster

wore lifts.

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I think I could

out-run the Mummy.

And handedly, too.

***

I might even slow

down a bit to let the

Mummy catch-up.

***

That way, at the end of the day,

we both have a story to tell.

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Circus Wars

Lo! The ‘great’ war

between the two

circus companies was

about to commence.

***

The Ringmaster called

for the clowns, and

the acrobats. He called

for the geeks, and the

gaffs and freaks and

the blockheads.

He called for the

flying elephants, giraffes

and the ferocious lions.

***

“Suit up and arm ye-selves,”

he cried. “We’ll teach those

second-rate interlopers!”

***

Across the river,

the other circus

was fast asleep.

***

Cried the Ringmaster,

“Bison Bob’s Wild West

Vaudeville & Indian War Battle

Reenactment Show, will rue

the day they ever heard

the name, Col. Beauregard ‘s

Famous Flying Circus & Side

Show-Supreme of 1873!

***

The strongman wheeled out

the mighty circus cannon,

and aimed it at the rival circus.

***

A hush fell over

the circus folk.

Then the Ringmaster

said, “Fire!”

***

Boom went the cannon!

***

“Aaaaaghhhhhhhhhhh!” cried the human cannonball.

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