William H.A. Willbond MSM, CD
A HAPPY BIRTHDAY POEM FOR DECEMBER
‘Twas the month before Yule tide when all through the land
Musicians were practicing with their festive season bands
We wish you a happy holiday and healthy new year
Were those songs they were singing to the jingle bell cheer!
One must be careful say nothing and stay within reason
As once again it will be the politically correct season
Deck the halls with fresh boughs of Saanichton green Holly
There’s a bearded fat man who is ever so jolly –
Not being too politically correct might make you feel sad
One must not say Joyeux Noel or Falice Navidad
Fro Nashes Vi Nachten or Sheng Dan Quai Le
The wee manger lad is un-named – why’s that – duh?
It’s okay to put bells on your holiday fir tree
In our charter of rights only some folks are free?
We older Canadians have no say in what is said
Our Saviour was born in a wee manger bed
We can’t mention His name. He was crucified and bled
He died for our sins and He rose from the dead
I think I’ll break modern tradition on the 25th of December
And wish all a Merry Christmas – It’s His birthday – remember!
©Copyright November 29, 2007 by William H.A. Willbond, MSM, CD
Author’s Note: I will receive some flak for the above poem – but hey – I’m a big boy – and I am getting a wee bit fed up with bending over backwards to appease a civil service minority who are seemingly making the rules for all of us?