
Whatever the Sconces, they all take the same Candles
Menorah candles on Christmas day
To brighten up the early dark –
Never mind what some may say,
We’ll take the spark.
Mistletoe above the door
To bring some green into the gloom –
Never mind the ancient lore,
It cheers the room.
Buddha beads upon the tree,
Tinsel draped about Ganesh –
Who cares if the fusspots see,
We like the mesh.
Dinosaurs within the crib,
Gandalf decked in red and white –
Who cares if it’s all a fib,
It’s ours tonight.