Christmas Groovin’

Lately, I find that the troubles of the “world”
are trying to get me down.
It’s all, like, tryin’ to steal my groove, man!
Know what I mean?
People seem too serious about “things”, to the point where
“things” are stealing their time and energy;
taking over their lives,
making them like slaves to a cruel situational master.
There seems hardly any time left for the facets of life
which are most important,
but get pushed to the back burner.
Lighten up! We need some fun.
We need some whimsy!
Does anybody remember the sixties?
Simon and Garfunkel? The Rascals?
Groovin’?

I woke up feeling good this morning, and:

Arkansas Christmas Groovin’

The world is doin’ a stint in joovy,
It doesn’t seem to have a cloovy,
Everyone’s viral antibody proovy,
But I awoke all feelin’ groovy,
Needed something fun to doovy,
Decided to go and see a moovy,
But halfway through, I had to poovy,
Then met a girl outside the loovy,
Walked in alone, came out with yoovy,
Now we really feelin’ groovy,
At the stand, we bought a smoovy,
Then she asked, “What shall we doovy?”,
So we walked down to the zoovy,
The folks were all like ahhs and oovy,
Some peeps were yellin’ “Woo Pig Soovy“
They were sure all feelin’ groovy,
Big flakes fell, we walked through snoovy,
Christmastime is always groovy,
Christ is born in Bethlehoovy,
Presents ‘neath the lit-up troovy,
Now, by the fire we feel, like, cooovy,
Eatin’ cookies with hot choovy,
All is well, we feelin’ Merry Christmas grooovy!

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O, thank You Lord, for keeping us separate from the “world”
while living in the world.
Thank You for the spirit of playful joy that lifts us;
Gives us hope.
Thank You for the greater joy we find in Christmas!

I grin as I say – I will try to be more serious tomorrow . . .

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Gloryteller