The Thief

Who stole the Christ from Xmas?
Who stole the wood from my tree?
Who stole the paper from my mail?
Was it you?  Wasn’t me.

Who stole the tube from my monitor?
Who stole the candles from my tree?
Who stole the wood from my fireplace?
Was it you?  Wasn’t me.

Who stole the film from my camera?
Who stole the mouse from my house?
Who stole the pilot light from my furnace?
Was it you?  Wasn’t me.

Who stole my job from over the sea?
Who stole my identity for a spending spree?
Who yanked my pension from under me?
Was it you?  Wasn’t me.

It wasn’t the Grinch, nor Scrooge, nor me,
Just progress and its technology.
The thief is in the henhouse, running free.
Welcome to the 21st Century.




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12/19/05