Twas the Duel Before Christmas by pippin1178, literature
Literature
Twas the Duel Before Christmas
Twas the Duel Before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the town
The children all waited
For Santa to come down
But ole Chris Cringle
Ole Jolly himself
Was throwing a tantrum
With his disgruntled self.
Up on my rooftop
Is where this fit was
Just happened to be there
And mad he sure was
IM TIRED OF CHRISTMAS
THE WHOLE DANG SEASON
the Jolly old fellow
did yell without reason.
Why? I asked
as I clung from a ladder
Whatever is wrong,
Please, whats the matter?
Ill tell you whats wrong
Ill say whats the matter,
That little brat dow
Twas the Duel on St. Patrick by pippin1178, literature
Literature
Twas the Duel on St. Patrick
Twas the Duel on St. Patrick's
Twas the weekend of St. Patricks
And all through the town
All the men and the women
Were gettin to down
All were enjoying
Their lagers and wine
All, that is, save three
Me, myself, and I
I was too busy
Wondering how things had occured
And thinking last Christmas
Was truly absurd.
I figured it was something
Maybe something I ate
To make me see the things
That I know truly aint.
So there I was playing
Just minding my own
When suddenly I heard
A knock and a groan.
Please Hurry a voice said
AND OPEN THE DOOR!
I did as instructed
And nearly was floore
Twas the Duel Before Easter by pippin1178, literature
Literature
Twas the Duel Before Easter
Twas the Duel Before Easter
Twas the Sunday of Easter
And all through the city
All the girls and the boys
Were dressed up all pretty.
All dapper and handsome
All pampered and pressed
I too was pimped out
In the clothes which I dressed
Shiney shoes, shiney buttons
Shiney cufflinks and more
I was blinging all over
From head to the floor.
When all of a sudden
I heard a loud thump
It was outside the door
It made my heart jump
A tapping came after
A knocking most persistant
I hurried to the door
I couldnt resist it.
When just as I thought
And this may sound funny
But there in my door
Stood the Easter Bunny
Go
Twas the Duel on the Fourth by pippin1178, literature
Literature
Twas the Duel on the Fourth
Twas the Duel on the Fourth
Twas the duel on the fourth
and all through the burbs
whistles and snaps and pops
could be heard.
The night air was warm
and smelled of gun powder
The smoke billowed up
It grew by the hour
I stood there that day
all decked out with ammo
Fire crackers galore
And painted in camo.
My friends all hid
and ran for the door
no one wanted to fight
in my firecracker war
So I stood there alone
in my GI Joe look
When I heard a loud BOOM!
So loud the ground shook.
I turned real fast
to the sounds source
And came face to face
With Uncle Sam of course.
Fireworks erupted
from behind the old goat
W
Twas the Duel Before Xmas 2 by pippin1178, literature
Literature
Twas the Duel Before Xmas 2
Twas The Rematch Before Christmas
Twas a few days 'fore Christmas
And all through this year
Things had calmed down
Or so it appeared
My dueling had slowed
My deck was all dusty
I hadnt played in months
So I felt a bit rusty.
But that was ok
It was going to be fine
For all those illusions
Were all in my mind
The Santa, the bunny
The midget and all
Were all taken care of
With a single phone call
Three months of therapy
My mother did order
Borderlined she called me
Then crossing the border
I tried to explain
I had tried to protest
I tried to rationalize
My dueling contests
I had saved Christmas
Saved for us all
S
Why is blood red?
By Jason Reeves
Inspired by My Lord and Savior
(but Im willing to share Him)
Want play outside, Daddy!
Said the bounce at the door.
Playing inside was fun,
But he wanted to play more..
So wide swung the door,
To our home and his hopes.
He ran down the steps,
At a rather fast lope.
But too soon he stepped off
That last step of stone,
And to the ground did he fall
With a bump and a groan.
The tears began flowing
The lip it did quiver
He was sobbing so hard
His body did shiver
More than tears flowed
From my 4 year old son,
For on his left knee
Was a crown of crimson.
So to the bath we