The Day After Christmas

[Douncan Newman]

'Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
Every creature was hurting, including the mouse
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head

Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor
While upstairs the family continued to snore
And I, in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans
Went into the kitchen and started to clean

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the curtains and threw up the sash

When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a little white truck with an oversized mirror
The driver was smiling, so lively and grand
The patch on his jacket said 'US postman'

With a handful of bills he grinned like a fox
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox
Bill after bill, after bill, they still came
Whistling and shouting he called them by name

"Now Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and Sear's
Here's Robinson's, Lavitz's and Target and Mervyn's
To the tip of your limit, every store, every mall
Now charge away - charge away - charge away all!"

He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work
He filled up the box and then turned with a jerk
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road
Driving much faster with just half a load

Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer
"Enjoy what you've got... you'll be paying all year!'