Holidays are always quiet
for me
since I became a full-fledged
misanthrope.
It's not that I hate people
really
it's just that there's
so damn many of 'em
everyplace you turn--
the source of all
the world's evil.
I mean who else would it be...
the kindly elephant???
No worries though
as one by one
the fair-weather friends
drop by the wayside
like they slipped
on a banana peel.
One day they're there
and the next
POOF
they've removed themselves
from your life
with nary a word.
Good riddance to bad rubbish
as the quaint old saying goes.
(They've done a favor
actually
and saved you
from having to haul out that trash
yourself.)
More time to watch Dog TV
and I don't even have a dog.
But it makes for a pleasant
and quiet yuletide
as you don't see many humans
on there.
Just a contented mutt
and his bone.
Come to think of it
that describes me to a T.
Happy holidays, y'all!
