the dune grass sways rhythmically
to the little drummer boy pa rum

pum pum pum; wind chimes mimic
sleigh bells ringing in christmas

and ringing out the year, jingle
bells, jingle bells, jingle bell

rock ba boom, ba boom, boom,
boom, santa baby, hurry down

the chimney tonight; it’s begin-
ning to look a lot like christmas,

well actually not, and perhaps
that is why, branches beat against

the house in syncopation and bells
beep, beep, beep, beep, beep,

beep, beep, beep, beep, beep as
Leroy Anderson drives the sleigh

through the pine grove carrying
johnny mathis, teresa brewer,

darlene love, the beach boys and
bing crosby and a cardinal croons,

have yourself a merry, little
christmas while his mate looks

like she is looking longingly
for snow or maybe that’s just

in the writer’s mind as the
rain beats down on the roof.