Remxmas

I'm singing carols this month. I'm also hearing them piped overhead, inside and outside stores. After weeks of this, words are spinning in my head like an out of control clothes dryer. Every once in a while, I wonder, why are we singing these words?

Why do we feel endless nostalgia over letting it snow, or dreaming of it for that matter? Why do we long for a crackling fire in a fireplace when we have 'spare the air days?' How often do we ride a sleigh or a horse with jingling bells on it through downtown?

Now, out of the whirling cascade of Winter Images, there emerges: Remixmas Carols.

I'm dreaming of a gray Christmas, just like the ones we used to know,
Where the folks were complainin' when it wouldn't stop rainin' --
Through the raindrops the lights and colors glow--

Jingle keys, jingle keys, jingle to the car
Oh what fun it is to drive in traffic near and far - ar.

Oh the weather outside is frightful, but central heating is so delightful
And since we can shop online, let's relax with a little mulled wine

Car horns blare, are you listnin?
In the rain, streets are glistenin'
A really wet sight, we're happy tonight,
caring 'bout what's really important.

Deck the rooms with pretty Christmas Trees
fa la la la la... etc
'Tis the season to help the needy
fa la la etc
Bring your groceries to a food bank
fa la la la etc
Sing about a fair, just Wonderland
fa la la la la la la la LA

Winter!