Written by Rosemarie Jackowski   

A Panhandlers Christmas
How the Select Board Stole Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas
And through the Senate and House
The money was flowing
To each Wall Street louse

The hedge fund managers and CEOs
Told their sad tales of financial woes
Their stories were naughty - not very nice
They told of private jets and gluttonous vice

Meanwhile on Main Street the people were sad
No one could explain why things had gotten so bad
Some said the cause was market speculation
Others said Capitalism was the right explanation

The Shelter was filled - turning people away
No room for Panhandlers on Santa's sleigh
No room at the Inn - No star in the East
While some go hungry - others enjoy the feast

The stockings were hung on the gear shift with care
But would Santa find the family on the snowy road there
Would the family survive the shivering cold
Like the family in Bethlehem, we have been told

On this the silent and holy night
Why did the people have no First Amendment Right
Santa's elves should create a People's State
End all war, poverty, and hate

We need compassion, love, and caring
Just a little more kindness and a lot more sharing
A holiday miracle is what we need
If not, we just might have to secede

Rosemarie Jackowski