Seasonal Songs Poem by Edward Iacona

SEASONAL SONG
Edward Iacona


Familiar music fills the mall and air
On the day after Thanksgiving
They are the tunes of the holiday
That will affect the cost of living.

The playlist may be limited
It is sort of a musical famine
The songs are repeated so often
That there are some lyrics I want to examine.

From the chorus of Hallelujah
A classic that is well known
Of course I'm referring to the one by Hayden
And not the one by Leonard Cohen

Baby, it might be cold outside,
But please consider this deduction
This often heard popular song
Is one about a seduction.

So, within the cunning context
This couple may connect.
Just remember that when originally penned
It was still politically correct.

It begins to look a lot like Christmas
With a special wish for that holiday season
Those Hopalong boots were quite desired
For a very good reason.




While such a wish now sounds curious
Please reader don't be annoyed.
Just go to your computer
And look up the actor William Boyd.

His cowboy fame was near ubiquitous
And he had merchandise to like.
Every young fan would want to ride
An official Hopalong bike.

Did you hear what I heard
There's a child shivering in the cold.
So the song strongly suggests that
They bring him silver and gold.

Not really a bad idea but
Let us further rank it.
If the baby was really cold
Why not bring a blanket.

Little drummer boy wants to play
In the song so episodic.
Although to most people I think
A drum is not very melodic.

Mom Mary should have said,
"No, I have sown and I wish to reap
Please understand my drummer lad
I have finally gotten him to sleep."

On that first noel it is sung
Shepherds' watched from snow so deep.
However, there is this little fact
That into my mind did creep.



Although a tender and thoughtful song
I should like to explain this refrain to ya.
It rarely snows in Bethlehem unless
It's the one in Pennsylvania.

Hey, you'd better watch out.
Don't pout and so much more,
Perhaps this song is really about
The foreboding book 1984.

So, Mommy was kissing Santa Claus
Of that sight the child was sure.
What a joyous memorable view for
An up and coming voyeur.

Enjoy the holiday and the songs my friends
Listen and sing them with delight.
And, to the talented that create them
Merry Christmas to all and a good write.