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Twas The Month Before Christmas




T'was the month before Christmas
When all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
Nor taking a stand.

See the PC Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.
It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.

Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit,
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod,
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa,
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.

As Targets were hanging their trees upside down,
At Lowe's the word Christmas - was nowhere to be found.
At K-Mart and Staples and Penney's and Sears,
You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.
Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty are words
that were used to intimidate me.

Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen;
On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !
At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.

And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith,
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.
The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded;
The reason for the season, stopped before it started.

So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me;
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS. . .
not Happy Holiday!


Please, all Christians join together
and wish everyone you meet during the holidays
a MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Christ is 'The Reason' for the Christ-mas Season!

If you are not a believer in Christmas, I wish you a wonderful week next week.
spend the time with your friends and family, and smile!

Comments

DB said…
In my town it's known as a Christmas Tree. How strange.

DB
Cindi said…
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!! TO ONE & ALL! I will shout on the roof tops!!!
Merry Christmas to you Susan and yes I hope we all remember what Christmas is really about and not what everyone has made it into.
Take care, Chrissie
betty said…
Merry Christmas Susan!!! May we always remember the reason for the season and even if others don't want to acknowledge the birth of Jesus we'll do so, right???

hope you have a great Christmas with your family

betty

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