A Cheesy Christmas Poem from Mississippi Because There aren’t many.

By Justin and Alicia McCreary

It’s Christmas day in shorts
Because I live here in Mississippi

It’s Christmas day in shorts
No smoke going up the chimney

But still the lights adorn the house
And comfy outside is the mouse

Where the mosquitoes fly to and fro
and my Christmas sweater does not go

For tee-shirts and shorts to enjoy cornbread dressing
Barbecue pork my shirt up, is messing

Sweet potato pie, and brisket to boast
Black eyed peas and a visit from the holy ghost

Then afternoon comes and we turn the AC
Because of the meat sweats while we watch TV

Holiday movies we’ve all seen before
Oh look some deviled eggs, I think I’ll have more.

Wait did aunt Peggy just bring Oyster Dressing
And when did this gumbo show up I was missing.

I suspect I am full, but I can have a little bit more
After pecan pie, and collard greens comes napping I’m sure.

We’ve moved all the folding chairs, borrowed from church
And we’re napping and napping, and yawning…. (Snore Sound)

Wait what was I doing? I think I’ll have another slice of pie!

And then we take leftovers in sacks from Piggly Wiggly.
Where did this Jello come from so jiggly.

And then as we leave we stand in the driveway
as another hour passes and goodbye we say.

Because Christmas down here seldom has snow
But in the heat, and mosquitos there’s love that we show.

Love baked in treats, and savory foods
Love in the hearts, in the souls and the moods.

Because Christmas down here is different than songs
For Christmas in Shorts, never goes wrong.