At this time of year, I am never still
Blizzards of toys and games must be dealt with
Craziness abounds in our vast workshop
Deranged, exhausted elves slump at their desks
Elvish life has its advantages, though:
Frolicking is mandatory, and fun
Gumdrops and lollipops are ours for free
However, Kris Kringle brooks no dissent
I recently gave him Das Kapital
Just as a lark, of course, with blithe intent
“Keep that pinko tripe under wraps,” he said
Looking at me as he would a madman
Marx may be too much for Saint Nicholas
Nevertheless, I grow weary of wrap
Over the years, most of my Elvish mirth
Perforce, has melted away like candy
Questioning the traditional workshop
Raises eyebrows and blood pressure alike
Some Elves scold me for ruffling feathers
To tell the truth, I think they are dull drones
Unionize we should, at a minimum
Visions of solidarity have I
Workers, unwrap your obedient minds
Xylophone keys we are not, but free Elves!
Yesterday need not dictate to today
Zap your fears, and join the revolution!
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (5)
Unionized elves! How very clever, D.J.! Loved this!
Oooo, they get free candy hehehehe. Loved your poem!
Incredible abecedarian, DJ! Merry Christmas to you! 🎄💌🌟💝
Oh, I hope they don't strike!
Revolting elves? Whatever next! I find your AI created elf image strangely attractive which is disturbing me more than revolting elves! Deftly done!