A CHRISTMAS POEM filemonger 1-6-2001 'Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the country Not a creature was eating, and no one was hungry. And why did they lose their hunger for food? Simply because there was no more loot. All the gifts had been given, and gotten, and used, And no one had nothin' to look forward to. So why then is Christmas, the "season of cheer," Followed by a season of sadness so drear? Sharing my wisdom, I shall let you know why: Holiday-Christmas is WAY overhyped.