CHRISTMAS IN THE PHILIPPINES
‘Twis the night before Christmas, and all throughout the city of Danao…
No noses were frozen, no snow fluttered down.
No children in flannels were tucked into bed….
They all were wore their shorty pajamas instead.
To find wreaths of holly was not very hard …
In front of the houses were Daddys and Moms…
Admiring the bushes and coconut palms.
The slumbering kiddies were dreaming in glee…
And hoped they’d find a toy or two under the tree.
They all knew that Santa was well on his way…
In a slick red jeepney instead of a sleigh.
And soon he arrived and started to work…
He hadn’t a second to linger or shirk.
He whizzed over the streets and zoomed over up the dusty roads…
In his shiny new jeepney delivering his load.
The tropical moon gave the city a glow…
And lighted the way for Santa below.
As he jumped from his jeepney, he gave a wee chuckle…
He was dressed in red Bermudas with a silver buckle.
There weren’t any chimneys, but that caused no gloom…
For Santa came through the front door.
He stopped at each house and stayed only a minute or two…
Until emptied his sack of the stuff that was in it.
Before he departed, he treated himself…
To a glass of papaya juice that was on the shelf.
Then he turned with a jerk and bounced back to the jeepney…
Remembering he still had to go very far.
He stepped on the gas and put it in gear…
With a toot of his horn he drove through our streets singing with cheer.
And I heard him exclaim as he went on his way…
“Ho, ho, ho…Merry Christmas, Danao City, I wish I could stay.”
The Merrimon Family, Danao City, Cebu, Philippines
‘Twis the night before Christmas, and all throughout the city of Danao…
No noses were frozen, no snow fluttered down.
No children in flannels were tucked into bed….
They all were wore their shorty pajamas instead.
To find wreaths of holly was not very hard …
In front of the houses were Daddys and Moms…
Admiring the bushes and coconut palms.
The slumbering kiddies were dreaming in glee…
And hoped they’d find a toy or two under the tree.
They all knew that Santa was well on his way…
In a slick red jeepney instead of a sleigh.
And soon he arrived and started to work…
He hadn’t a second to linger or shirk.
He whizzed over the streets and zoomed over up the dusty roads…
In his shiny new jeepney delivering his load.
The tropical moon gave the city a glow…
And lighted the way for Santa below.
As he jumped from his jeepney, he gave a wee chuckle…
He was dressed in red Bermudas with a silver buckle.
There weren’t any chimneys, but that caused no gloom…
For Santa came through the front door.
He stopped at each house and stayed only a minute or two…
Until emptied his sack of the stuff that was in it.
Before he departed, he treated himself…
To a glass of papaya juice that was on the shelf.
Then he turned with a jerk and bounced back to the jeepney…
Remembering he still had to go very far.
He stepped on the gas and put it in gear…
With a toot of his horn he drove through our streets singing with cheer.
And I heard him exclaim as he went on his way…
“Ho, ho, ho…Merry Christmas, Danao City, I wish I could stay.”
The Merrimon Family, Danao City, Cebu, Philippines
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