From the war correspondent

[fledgist]

The War on Christmas will not end this year,
there are too many battles yet to fight;
what victory means is not, I think, yet clear.

The Feast of Mithras does not bring us cheer
yet it's His Day, and His was once the might;
the war on Christmas will not end this year.

The Saturnalia is not the day to jeer,
it's feast of misrule was, we're told, a sight,
what victory means is not, I think, yet clear.

Kwanzaa's a festival which some commenters fear
since it rejects what once they saw as right;
the war on Christmas will not end this year.

The tree of Thunor to the house we'll bear,
around it we'll array sources of light,
what victory means is not, I think, yet clear.

With coming Solstice, we'll have time to spare
to think of coming days which will be bright.
The war on Christmas will not end this year,
what victory means is not, I think, yet clear.