Happy Holidays!!
The Rye Whiskey Review: The Boobirds of Christmas by Mark Tulin
The Boobirds of Christmas by Mark Tulin
It was 1968, Christmastime,
and Santa was tied up at a barroom
on West 53rd, downing a few more
with the Philly faithful
His elves kept reminding him of the time,
but big Santa didn’t yet get his fill
It was still early, and the game didn’t start,
Santa said, so I’m drinking a few more
and going to play Skee-Ball with the Vets
It was a snowy Sunday, the day the Eagles played
in old, rundown Franklin Field
Santa just barely climbed on the sleigh,
half-tanked, he didn’t know which end zone
was which or who should sit on his lap
At halftime, as Santa was handing out presents,
some Eagle fans booed and pelted him with snow
Drunken Santa wasn’t no slouch, packed some in his hands,
and launched them at the green and white.
Crow On The Wire 
Happy Holidays Mark! Wishing you a wonderful Christmas day and a blessed New Years! 🙏❤
Much peace, ☮️
Happy Holidays, Mark! “The Boobirds of Christmas” sounds as if it could have stepped off the pages of the Sketchy Santa book.
I’ve heard about that book but never read it. Now, I’m curious. Happy Holidays, Liz.
I’d encourage you to check out the book. It’s hilarious, in a sad kind of way. 🙂
I definitely will, Liz.
😀