Spotlight

Tom Turkey said to Santa
rather tongue and cheek:
"Man, why you have to be a
show hogging Jerky?"

You are the big finish to the 
long Broadway parade.
I was content to share the spotlight for
years, loving your fine cheers of:

'Ho, Ho, Ho!'

I have to say that this year--
I am saying
loud and clear
"No, No, No!"

No more jingle bells on the 
first of November,
that month is mine 
remember?

But like a Julius --
a Caesar, you have chipped away
at my season,
and really what is your reason?

I fatten them up, all buttered
and sweet,
making your job an
easy feat.

The day after they can spend,
spend, spend,
pursuing glittering, tinkling, and alotta
cha-cha-ching

Why can't you leave me to a week or ten days
of gratefulness, thankfulness,
You had twelve days to a month
why, oh why, wasn't that enough?

So I say to you:
"you pack up your sack
and drag your chubbiness
back--

Back up North where you belong,
this year
you are on probation
and not welcome at my table.

It was good while it could last
but that is in the past
You spotlight hogging
dude on a super sized tabbogan. 

I am through with you
You take those reindeer
and your fake cheer
Don't look so sad, this is your due.

Maybe you will get the invite next year,
but for now
just sit in your igloo
and think about sharing…

Caring…Being grateful…
little kids just don't sing
sad little songs about
eating you.

That's right Nick,
think about those blessings
while I get cozy with the dressing
Your time will be here

Before you know it.
Be grateful, learn how to wait.
Don't crowd!
I already have a lot on my plate."

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I wish you all the best for the holidays. It is the season of eating as they say. I suggest hugging your friends and neighbors and avoiding the mall.

I also dedicate this poem to Mr. P. He inspires genius and this poem. He's also a pretty great librarian, book reader, and we will refrain from holding it against him, that he claims he is rhyme challenged.