A Little Holiday Poem From Ms. Moon

Let us dance and let us prance
Let us pee our holiday pants.
Let us sing and wear our bling
Let our croaky voices ring.
Let us eat our venison meat
Let our tamales be wrapped neat and sweet.
Let us all be happy and gay
At least if the Lord made us that way.
Let us remember that it's all about light
Let us all get a non-stop flight.
Let us pay and pay and pay
Let us play and play and play.
Let us think of every baby
Each one a Jesus, probably, maybe.
Let us visit the malls and survive
Let our online gifts arrive.
Let us sleep both well and warm
Let us be free of strife and harm.
Let our dreams be sweetly serene
Or if we'd rather, let 'em be obscene.
Let it snow and let it rain
Let us catch that outbound train.
Let our hearts be merry and bright
Let us not fuss, fume or fight.
Let us kiss under the mistletoe
Let us grab love and never let go.
Let our family be who they are
Let us be blessed both near and far.
Let us sing and let us prance
Let us pee our holiday pants.