6 months til Christmas

We’re now exactly halfway to Christmas
Midst a year of godawful blindsidings
And so far all that we know
It’s definitely no year of glad tidings.
Don’t be shocked if Santa is canceled
Along with all history’s statues
Looted stores they’re all but been emptied
Like the cabins of giant ship cruises.
Only six months now remaining
To get together our shit
Or we’ll all be called to kidsplaining
Why this year there ain’t no St. Nick.