This is a story/poem that was inspired by the recent release of Larfleeze Christmas Special.this is for everyone who still believes in the child like ideals of christmas.
Modern Christmas Tale
By: Troy Martin (Trodorne)
It is the eve of Christmas, and im on the can; reading my Green Lantern, Red Hulk, and vintage comics by a guy named Stan. The wife is in the living room resting after putting down the toys; getting ready for tomorrow morning when we surprise the boys.
I come down stairs all dressed in green; in my green arrow outfit, which she says “that’s pretty obscene”. I just give her a wink and act all sly; kiss her all over reminding her why she married this guy.
So together we sat warm under a lit tree; enjoying the smell of pine, and peaceful as can be. From the corner of my eye what do I see; but some fat guy in red, in my kitchen making tea.
Slowly I got up and went to the kitchen door to take a look in; and spotted the fat ass in our Christmas cookie tin. He grabbed them by the fistful and off to the fridge; to pull out the jug of milk, slowly pouring into a large mug with a picture of the Golden gate bridge.
Though I thought he was an intruder, I did not know what to do. I looked back in, his fat ass gone and the cookies too. Turning to see where he went, he surprised me with a smile on his rosy red face; with a scared voice I said. “What are you doing here? Why are you in my place?”
Without a word, his stubby fingers pointed at the tree; but kids toys galore, and a vintage he-man action figure with a tag addressed to me. Though in my mind, this man could not be real; could it be santa in the flesh, seeing the toys I always wanted I just wanted to squeal.
As my vision became blurry, the old man did nod; “you been a good family man this year, and magic still exists here you silly sod”. His figure began to fade and the glow of lights became bright, I woke to the sound of my kids cheering to the new presents on sight.
The kids open their presents, as my wife sits next to me; I notice something in the corner, a present in the back of the tree. Though I reach and think “it is one of the kids toy’s gone astray”; but low its the same he-man toy, here plain as day.
Now I tell all those out there, with and open heart and mind; Wonderful and magical things can happen; especially those who are kind. And I go wishing you all a merry Christmas, as I spend this morning with my two boys; I’ll cherish the moments I have with them, as well as my kick ass He-man toy!
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