Well well well...
And so it's Christmas again, and once again, here's a little song that's wrapped up in a YC submission bow.
This song is about waking up in the middle of the night. Sleigh bells could be heard outside, and a faint echo of a "ho ho ho" whispered in my ears. I was in a haze, stolen from my precious REM sleep as I mustered my way around the house. A task had been given to me.
🎄 The Crusty Candy Cane 🎄
Oh no, it happened once again... it's gone
The favored flavor disappeared into the night
The ones that are left will never do; they're not the same
I know, none are good enough
There's only one, crusty candy cane
I need to find out where it went
* * *
So no more messing around... it's late
I search the house until I find it's hiding spot
It shouldn't be so hard to find, it's very unique
It has gunk, grime, slime, saliva, and it smells
And sometimes I feel like I'm in hell
When I am near that dirty thing
* * *
But I still need it now
It's not under the couch or by the Christmas tree
Maybe it was taken far outside again
And left out in the cold with all the muddy snow
I don't know but as I pass the kitchen
I find my nostrils are reacting pretty viciously
And could it be, through my groggy fog
A miracle, glistening...
* * *
Ho, ho, holy and finally
It's right there by the chair, now I can get to sleep
I pick it up, the smell is not so bad I'm just cranky
Inside my, bedroom his ears perk up
As I, give him back his favorite toy
He finds peace, comfort, and joy
He finds peace, comfort, and joy