A Holiday Poem
I know I should be writing the news, but this evening I’m feeling a little inspired. And what the heck, it’s the holidays, ’tis the season to be creative.
I know I should be writing, but I’m not in the mood
So how about a poem, from the Southern California dude?
The holidays are here, and your wallet’s in a slump
But here are some words to cure your holiday grump
The big day is almost here and you’re ready to leave
Hopefully your boss will call a half day to give you reprieve
The freeways will be jammed-packed full of cars
And they’ll be closing down restaurants, shops and BARS
But fear not my friends, don’t be in a fit
The liquor store’s OPEN sign will still be lit
You can get your Modelo, your Corona, your Tecate
It doesn’t matter if you’ve been nice or naughty
Get your wife some Michelob Ultra and Miller Lite
Hopefully, she’s making sure her figure stays right
Yes get your Newcastle, your Guiness, your Stout
A beer with your buddies is what the holidays are all about!
Don’t forget Bud Light and Budweiser too,
“Cause this is Budeweiser, this is true”
Crack open a beer whether original or light
And say “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!”









