This is the weekend for an… Ugly Sweater Party

I’m hoping this year will be better
Finding myself an ugly Christmas sweater. 
I want to feel all warm and hearty
Attending this years ugly sweater party.

Pompoms, bells and wishing wells.
Lights that flash, an inside pocket stash.

Heavy it will be without a doubt
Weighing me down on a night out.
Blinking away with tiny bulbs
Soothing sounds heard in lulls.

Some flapping doors as Santa snores.
And toys on shelves by exhausted elves.

Hard having to buy, sold at full price
Day after Christmas, dollars take a slice.
Ugly sweater, I’ll never again wear
Worn only once throughout the year.

Chestnuts roasting, eggnog toasting.
North Pole trains and alcohol stains.

The ugliest sweater that can be
Is the one I’ll be wearing on me.
Dress the occasion, I will be a bit tardy
Attending this year’s, ugly sweater party.

Written by Catherine Mellen ♡