Holiday Ever After

There's man babies and fat guys and bunnies that hop.

Set in diapers or red suits or ears that flop.

One has an arrow. One has a sleigh.

One looks like it leaves poop at the end of the day.

There's more in between. There's more in the end.

But why make a scene? Oh yeah, go and spend.

It's the way of the day. It's the way of your life.

Buy stupid shit for your husband, dog, and wife.

The flowers that die. The candy that tastes grand.

Give em diabetes while holding their hand.

Now that shows love. That shows care.

Throw in another stuffed animal if you've got money to spare.

It's bright and sunny. The day is the way.

Go spend that money on the next window display.

Or with a scroll and then maybe a click.

You can buy right now, ever so slick.

You'll be fuzzy and warm. You'll be happy and grand.

Even gift to those people you really can't stand.

It says a lot about you. Yep, it says a lot.

Like you've been brainwashed or suffer from rot.

And there goes the switch. There goes the day.

Ain't that a bitch. Now you've got bills to pay.

It's back to the normal. It's back to ignore.

They'll just have to wait for next year's encore.

That's the only time you'll show. It's the only time you'll speak.

But what do you know, you may if you're up shit creek.

For you gave on the day. You gave to each and all.

That one you don't like has to answer your call.

You enjoyed the day. You did it how you're told.

You saw a deal and it was sold sold sold.

But now the day is done. Now normal is back.

Doing that on a random day may cause a heart attack.

Diabetes is bad enough. Who wants another?

Oh look. It's a call from your mother.

Best to wait until Mother's day to return her call.

That will be the best. You'll be the envy of all.

Holidays are the best time. They are the best.

They are when you show you are just like the rest.

Suck up and pretend. Suck up and put on a display.

But pffft to such things now for it isn't a holiday.

Did you think the cat wouldn't make fun of you humans this year? Pffft valentines day and all the crap that claims to be a holiday to get you to buy crap can kiss my rhyming rear. As can people who only show such things on a so-called holiday. In a lake they can go drown err umm play. Are you one that turns off and on like a light switch when a so-called holiday comes to pass? No matter the day, I'm still the same old little rhyming ass.

The holiday greet can hit the street.