I was thinking about Christmas here in Phoenix and thought I would share my poetic thoughts. Here is my poem, enjoy.
Desert Xmas
The
streets
are crowded,
the reason two-fold,
Christmas approaches, folks flee cold.
Snowbirds and Santa
congestion
now bring.
Oh
Boy!
Give
us
eggnog
spiked with rum;
songs of drummer boy.
Santa's landing gear will deploy—
he drives a hybrid
sleigh-a-cart
and rolls
out
Joy!