Hear that knocking at the door,
You recognize it from long before,
It that long lost family member,
Who only shows at Christmas.
Who’s that now at the door,
A knocking unlike before,
Could it be the next door friend,
Spreading cheer at Christmas.
There sounds a sharp coughing,
Preluding another knocking,
Who’s that at the door,
Another guest for Christmas.
Now with all and sundry here,
You can drink Christmas cheer,
And sing in the bells,
For here’s to another Christmas.
©The Pesky Poet
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