another x-mas poem

CHRISTMAS

Christmas is a time of year.

Where everyone celebrates with cheer.

Christmas Eve is when we are great

While we wait for old saint

Christmas is a time of giving

Instead of sitting on a couch for a living

Christmas is here and I am glad

Nobody is feeling sad

Nobody has remorse

Christmas meal is the first course

another christmas poem

On the day before Christmas

As quiet as a mouse

Me and mom bake

A gingerbread house

I have a little key

That my mom gave me

And my little key

Goes on my Christmas tree

Every year on Christmas

I open 1 present

My dad makes meatloaf

This is all in the present

Sound floats through air with waves

With a lot of things it sways

It floats along across so clear

And then it goes in your ear

Your eardrum starts too bound

And all of this is called a sound

rap poem

Here I am strolling along

Slurping my smoothie in this Sunday song

Here I am crunching along

On these nachos while I sing this song

Here I am munching along

On some carrots while I end my song

Do not jump on any bed

Or you might bust your head

Do not write on a table

Better listen it’s not a fable

Do not bust a lamp

Or a reputation will be damp

Do not burn a Christmas tree

Or you won’t feel glee