O Fruitcake! How I long to set you free,
And see you where you surely ought to be,
Upon my plate where I may gaze at you,
And share my love for you, Fruitcake, anew.Constrained within your wrappings, there you lay,
Those bits of red and green… just what are they?
I’m sure you know, but how am I to say
Sweet words of love and taste of you today?I hear their voices. Hark! They come too soon!
And you, my dear, must sense the piper’s tune.
Alas! My love for you they do not share,
To taste of Christmas fruitcake they won’t dare.The die is cast; my spirits cannot lift.
Your fate, my darling Fruitcake, is re-gift.
Written for the Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories – Day 14 .
Copyright © 2007 by Stephen J. Danko
Yes Janice, I wrote this over the past two days. I’m glad you liked it. The only problem is that now I can’t get fruitcake out of my head.
Steve
Steve,
Hahahahaha. This is one of the funniest holiday songs I’ve recently learned of. Are you the author of that tune? 😀
Janice
Ah, re-gift if you must, but remember, it will come back to you!
Thanks for the laugh Steve.
I hate to say it, Becky, but I think every time I’ve tried to re-gift something, it’s come back to me!
Steve