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The Best Christmas!

Poetry By: MyNameIsShane

Had to right a poem with all of the senses that had something to do with winter...Why not a hobo who kills a family on Christmas? :D

Submitted:Mar 5, 2012    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Black fingers

that feel of nothing

From past frostbite.

Every winter is the same,

No family, no friends, no love,

Just the pain of the freezing cold winds

That burn like frozen fire on my bare skin.

But this winter,

I'm going to shake things up a bit.

Instead of the old stench of rotten clothes

And greasy hair,

I will enjoy a fresh fragrance of apple pie and

Christmas ham.

Instead of viewing, much to my displeasure,

The disgusting faces of the others,

I will see a bright Christmas tree,

Decorated perfectly with shiny ornaments and glitter.

But for this dream to come true, I will need a house…

Get rid of the family!

I can hear my brain shouting at the top of its nonexistent lungs,

Get rid of the family! Take over the house!

The blade is warm and sticky with crimson;

The color of delicious, sweet, melted gumdrops!

I lick the bizarre liquid and the taste of iron fills my mouth.

Not as tasty as the Christmas pudding waiting for me…

I'm glad I had this idea, truly!

The family sings carols as I hack them down!


I laugh as I gobble down the ham,

The pudding, the mashed potatoes…

The Best Christmas

I've ever had.


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