ON THE EIGHTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS
Our true stress seems to be . . .
Hectic holiday traffic.
Oh, the traffic outside is frightful,
But the shopping is so delightful,
With so many places to go,
Take it slow . . . take it slow . . . take it slow.
The closer we get to Christmas,
the more the traffic becomes congested.
Horns are beeping,
people are shouting,
everyone is in a hurry,
and all is impatient and stressed.
Once upon a time--long, long, ago--
there was something called driving courtesy.
What ever happened
to the era of friendly drivers?
Could it be that we have forgotten
that the kindness we afford others
boomerangs right back to us?
Bah! Humbug!
When caught up in Christmas traffic,
Let’s "chill out" and
"Take it slow . . . take it slow . . . take it slow."
Peace I leave with you . . .
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