christmas eve eve

it's the night before the night before christmas,
and all through the grocery store
folks were shoving & pushing
like never before.

every aisle overcrowded,
the displays overrun
with crowds of tired shoppers --
imagine the fun!


reach for bananas,
stretch for the chips,
manuever the buggy
'tween velour-covered hips.

it will test all your patience
and your goodwill towards men;
you will swear never to go
to the grocery again.

but, remember how lucky
we are in this place,
and when purchasing food,
do so with grace.

because there are kids starving, you know, somewhere. i mean, there are always starving children, right? and, what makes you think christmas more than the images of starving children. when i think about christmas, i know i think about starving children, you know, right off the bat. first thing. it goes like this -- christmasstarvingchildren. is it that way for you, too? totally, right? yes, totally. ergo - be nice at the grocery store because children are starving somewhere.