A Fowl Christmas.

A Fowl Christmas.

We’d all settled in, on that dark Christmas night,

When a clatter so loud, on the roof, gave me fright,

I said to my wife go out and to look,

She said I was crazy and kept reading her book,

She layed on the bed in her red christmas gown,

I could tell she was serious by the look of her frown;

I pulled on my slippers, tripped, and fell down,

My wife stood there giggling, like watching a clown,

I climbed to my feet and rubbed my sore hiney,

My wife scoffed at the bruise as she said it was tiny;

So I ran out the door with my wife close behind,

The source of the noise, we both hoped we’d find,

I shivererd and shook as I looked all around,

I looked at my wife and said nothing had been found;

She replied I was silly, hearing the limbs of a pine,

I couldn’t argue much for I’d had a bit of the wine,

The festive season was beginning to take hold,

I looked at my wife and considered being bold;

Ma looks real festive in that gown, I was thinkin,

When I looked on the roof……….It was the Christmas Chicken!!

His feathers they flew as he pecked on the roof,

He went down the chimney and up came a POOF!

I’d built us a fire to hold back the cold,

but the christmas chicken, wasn’t smart nor too old,

His bag with our presents was cooked to a cinder,

but we made out ok, with a big chicken dinner.


Merry Christmas everyone! I’m obviously not a poet, but I hope this helped you smile.

John


Published by John Purvis

I was born and raised in Kansas as part of a family of 7 children. My father was a minister in the United Methodist Church for 50 years. We moved, consequently, every few years to a new church. Each new location became a new chapter in the journey. I have had the privilege of knowing so many different people from varying backgrounds. I wanted to share some of the stories and adventures I have had.

11 thoughts on “A Fowl Christmas.

    1. You never know, the Christmas Chicken flies all over the world, though not very well! He may flop his way over to Saudi.

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