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CHRISTMAS EVE IN PUERTO VALLARTA
Marcy Kengott
Email: mamazita2@yahoo.com
Member Marcy Kengott sent us a very clever Christmas
poem, in hopes that we could publish it in our December Newsletter.
Unfortunately we just didn’t have enough space. With Christmas only a
week or so past, we hope you’ll enjoy reading Marcy’s poem which will
probably provoke a smile and a chuckle or two as you reflect upon the
wonderful Christmas that we all recently experienced.
CHRISTMAS EVE IN PUERTO VALLARTA
T’was the night before Christmas,
And all thru the town
No noses were frozen
No snow fluttered down
No children in flannels
Were tucked into bed
They all wore their shortie
Pajamas instead.
Huaraches were placed
On the balcony with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas
Soon would be there
The casas were decked
With piñatas galore
And tacos for Santa
Were placed by the door.
No shovels were needed,
No new fallen snow
The vendors were busy
With “prices so low” (almost free)
Ma Ma and Pa Pa
Had gone early to bed
As siestas were missed
They made presents instead.
The tropical moon
Gave the city a glow
And lighted the way
For Santa to go.
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There were no chimneys
For him to come down,
A little Volkswagen
Brought him into town.
He jumped from the car,
He gave a big chuckle,
All dressed in Bermudas
And big silver buckle.
He stopped at each casa
Stayed only a minute
Emptied his sack
With the toys that were in it.
He had a margarita
And some chips and salsa dip
We knew at that moment
It must be St. Nick.
He gave a big smile
He was finished at last
But with cobblestone streets
You can’t go very fast.
When what to his wondering
Eyes should appear
Out on the Malacon
The answer was clear.
The para-sails were ready
And waiting that night
To carry him home
On his northbound flight.
He tipped his sombrero
As he went on his way
Say, “Feliz Navidad,
Wish I could stay!”
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