~~
The man reclined in his seat, stretching his arms back.
Nearby, a fire glowed, giving off a loud crack.
Outside the window, snow began to fall,
It was hard to believe it was nearly his favorite time of all.
Looking back at this year, the man did reflect
On if he could make this year perfect.
So much had happened, it was all so fast
He had to wonder if the moment had come at last.
Then, suddenly, he had a thought
So many had suffered and fought
In Invasions and Rebellions, with more battles to come
They all surely must be in such a slum!
Why should they have no fun?
And if he didn't help, they would have none.
The man got up, and jumped to his feet
And said, "I've got a plan that surely can't be beat!"
He grabbed up his gear, his clothes, and bag in a hurry
And began to run around in such a scurry.
He picked up his cans of Sprite Cranberry
And began to fill the bag, laughing with merry.
He filled up the bag, reaching the top
Only then did he finally stop.
Headed for the door, he opened it wide
And with a great big smile, he walked out in stride.
He would make sure this year was a blast
Much better than the last
And so, he was off, intent on spreading joy
And make sure they had fun, and a time to enjoy.
~~
The man reclined in his seat, stretching his arms back.
Nearby, a fire glowed, giving off a loud crack.
Outside the window, snow began to fall,
It was hard to believe it was nearly his favorite time of all.
Looking back at this year, the man did reflect
On if he could make this year perfect.
So much had happened, it was all so fast
He had to wonder if the moment had come at last.
Then, suddenly, he had a thought
So many had suffered and fought
In Invasions and Rebellions, with more battles to come
They all surely must be in such a slum!
Why should they have no fun?
And if he didn't help, they would have none.
The man got up, and jumped to his feet
And said, "I've got a plan that surely can't be beat!"
He grabbed up his gear, his clothes, and bag in a hurry
And began to run around in such a scurry.
He picked up his cans of Sprite Cranberry
And began to fill the bag, laughing with merry.
He filled up the bag, reaching the top
Only then did he finally stop.
Headed for the door, he opened it wide
And with a great big smile, he walked out in stride.
He would make sure this year was a blast
Much better than the last
And so, he was off, intent on spreading joy
And make sure they had fun, and a time to enjoy.
~~
