Jingle Bell

 

Jingle bell Jingle bell,
Jingle not all the way,
For the terrorists came
Set the streets aflame
Had choked all the bells
Leaving dead and a hell..
Where’s our Santa Claus?
Swear the snow’s far from thawed
Rudolf’s fresh as a rose
It’s Christmas I suppose
Has Cinderella reached
A pumpkin cart just screeched
Gosh! Again her shoe’s lost
What a rickety crisscross
Now, let’s meet the three bears
Did Goldilocks break the chair
Little bear’s porridge she gulped
Leaving it to yearn and sulk
How cruel can some girls be
Selfish nincompoop freak
Just like terrorists at large
Nitwits greedy brainwashed
Infirm strike at innocent
Sans Santa cannot defend
Santa needs to get recharged
Put right all that’s discharged
Tch, tch! His old jingle’s too antique
He needs a bell with new technique

©®Sunila – 17/09/2017.

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About Sunila K

Based in Canary Islands, Spain, Sunila Khemchandani is a teacher, translator and writes poetry for love of English Literature. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Wings, Change, Indus Valley, Heavenly Hymns, Poetic Symphonies, Synthesis - The Duet Anthology and in two of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies). In 2008, she won the position of the best annual poet in www.poetriesonline.com. Besides writing poems, she translates spiritual articles, books of her spiritual master, proof reading and transciption. Some of her translated works have been published and circulating.

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