By popular demand we re-broadcast this beloved poem from the battered Royal portable of Arnold Schnabel, first published in the special "Holiday Fun" issue of the Olney Times in December, 1962.
*"Nobody bakes a cake as tasty as a Tastykake." -- Editor“Christmas Eve in Olney”
It’s Christmas Eve, the factories are closed,
The boys from Heintz and Budd and Tastykake*
Are free, the Proctor & Schwartz crew have hosed
Themselves down and gone home, each lad to take
Out his one good suit from off the Sears rack,
A crisp white shirt with tab collar from Krass
A thin dark tie, Thom McAn shoes of black;
Splash some Old Spice, then off to Midnight Mass;
But first a brief stop, but just for the one
At the Green Parrot, the Huddle, or Pat’s,
And perhaps also a shot, one and done,
Make it Four Roses, and backed with a Blatz;
Five to midnight, we have time for one more --
Who would dare bar us from Helena’s door?
(Please look to the right hand column of this page to find a listing of links to many other fine poems of Arnold Schnabel, many of them suitable for declamation at holiday dinners.)
2 comments:
Arnold's in rare form here, showing us such a bright, clean world.
I want to have a drink with these guys.
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