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What I like or hate about Christmas

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cach_17
Lost Thinker
Bahamas
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Poetry Contest

Write a poem of any style stating what do you like or hate about Christmas 🎄🎁
Welcome to the competition 🎄🎄
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Okay so I'm back with another poetry competition. †This time I want you guys to tell me what do you like or hate about Christmas. Make it exciting. I'll be giving out certificates through email for the top 5 poems.

Good luck🏆

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snugglebuck
Dangerous Mind
United States
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Twelve Days of Christmas Hock

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
A notice of bankruptcy.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Two court summons
and a notice of bankruptcy.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Three bounced checks, two court summons,
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons,
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
                                 Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons
And a notice of bankruptcy. †

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Six utility discontinuations.
                                 Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Seven loan sharks a-swimming, six utility discontinuations.
                                 Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Eight tax agents a-collecting, seven loan sharks a-swimming, six utility discontinuations.
                                    Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Nine garnishments, eight tax agents a-collecting, seven loan sharks a-swimming, six utility discontinuations.
                                  Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Ten court judgments, nine garnishments, eight tax agents a-collecting, seven loan sharks a-swimming, six utility discontinuations.
                                   Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Eleven notices of eviction, ten court judgments, nine garnishments, eight tax agents a-collecting, seven loan sharks a-swimming, six utility discontinuations.
                                         Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, Three bounced checks, two court summons.
And a notice of bankruptcy.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Twelve divorce papers, eleven notices of eviction, ten court judgments, nine garnishments, eight tax collectors-collecting, seven loan sharks a-swimming, six utility discontinuations.
                                     Five repo men!
Four calling collectors, three bounced checks, two court summons.
And a notice of bankruptcy.

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snugglebuck
Dangerous Mind
United States
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Krampus is Coming

Now that Halloween is over
You thought you were safe

Foolish child
Krampus is coming
On Christmas Day

He wants naughty children
To take back to his cave

He eats most of them
Some become his slaves

The naughtier the better
Rotten is his faves

The only protection
For you is to be good
Till Christmas Day

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AtoMikbomb
Fire of Insight
United States
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The Gift


 
Sweet warmth settles
Heaven's hearth
the holy humbled
to descend on men
of dirty hands
those of us in sullied robes
 
*Some wise men still hope*
 
A seedy stable - soiled
cattle chew and croon  
under the crisp Bethlehem moon
mooing amid Mary's toil
earthy hymns herald
the birth of this boy
 
*Good tidings abide with joy*
 
The scanty shanty sings
a sanctum - scantioned
for tender filled prophecies  
gracing our mundane in glorious qualities
 
*Righteousness gifted to all who believe*
 
Peace parceled to hearts
swaddled in thanks for our Savior
imparted
An ideal love - The Word turning flesh  
in darkness  
dawns down
a light for the lost...
 
Indeed we are blessed!
 
 

 
 
Written by AtoMikbomb
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LobodeSanPedro
Guardian of Shadows
Sierra Leone
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What I Hate About Christmas ...

What I hate about Christmas is well

Everything.

First off it ain't even Jesus' birthday ...
check the records if you dare.

he was born sometime in March
So yeah bah hum bug to that bullshit.

And hell to the no
he wasn't some blond blue eyed guy
with Brad Pitt looks

Given the region of the world he was born in
He probably looked like a guy that'd be on a CIA, FBI or Interpol
watch list

And Fuck You parents who do your jobs two times a year
Christmas and your kids' Birthdays

And Fuck You wives, husbands, lovers, and partners who maybe
do your jobs
three times a year
Christmas, Valentines' Day, and birthdays

Hello, there are 363 other days in the year
DO SOMETHING!

Someone asked me,
What do you want for Christmas?

Same thing I want for my birthdays
Not a damn thing

I get to come home and
play and tickle
and roll on the floor with my gorgeous
7 month old little girl

She goes to the library for story time
and the zoo
and the aquarium
and takes swim lessons

her big sister is a college professor
her other sister is an entrepreneur and writer

Why?

because I took them to
the zoo
library and aquarium
not because of shit that got stuffed under a tree

You all can keep Christmas Day

I'll celebrate the other 364
with my three gifts




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drone
Fire of Insight
Greece
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Merry Christmas
to the forgotten ones
the little ones
who continue to live
in fear and despair

Merry Christmas
to the homeless familys
because their governments
don't really care

Merry Christmas
to the misguided
vets
who minds and limbs
are M I A
who fought for a dream
that will never be
on these cold hard streets
where they wonder
aimlessly
like shell shocked
refugees

Merry Christmas
to the 90percent
who sit happily comfortably numb
within the flickering light
of there out of reach
plastic dreams
while being spoon fed
fools gold
and like mindless moths
they fly
to the flicking light

Merry Christmas
to the 9percent
who walk the path
between happiness
and despair
knowing
there is no
turning back
when you become aware

Merry Christmas
to the 1percent
who fully believe
that common sense logic
and empathy
should only belong
in the lands
of poor peoples dreams



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StarliteStarfright
Thought Provoker
United Kingdom
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25th of Donít Remember

How wonderful it is
to share a table with those you hate
Congratulations for surviving another year
now slap that dead bird on your plate

Some people genuinely think
that Christmas is a time for celebration
but I donít because
Christmas only magnifies my isolation

The worst Mariah Carey song on blast
I always want to kill that screechy bitch
Presents with no thought put into them
and my families lies making me itch

I canít think of a worse day
than the 25th of December
A day that creeps into the list somehow
of days that we should remember

But why, Iím not a Christian, not a Pagan,
or Mother Clause
I donít give a fuck about Christmas cake
or your shitty religious laws

The only thing that I like
is drinking myself into a state
and then inevitably at the end of the day
trying to fuck my brothers mate

to try and forget how much bullshit
Iíve spent the day spewing
To forget all of the actual wonderful things
that I could have been doing

like writing poetry about hating Christmas.

**written for the Cold Christmas competeition**
Written by StarliteStarfright
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hardallover
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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Chontrolled


for as long we continue to celebrate
imaginary gods and fake beliefs
we will live in a divided, lopsided
capitalistic board game where the outcome
is always the same

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