His Christmas Ballismus: Noelly Nonsense from a Christmas Card

     Come 

Christmas, his lim'ricks turn Yuley

     while his 

bodily moves turn unruly.

     Such 

jolts 'n' convulses,

     such 

shudders 'n' pulses

     turn 

wintertides turbulent, truly.

     Uly 

limns Yuley lim'ricks come Christmas,

     whether 

housed high on hill, isle or isthmus.
     As he 

shapes 'em he shakes,  
     shivers, 

quivers 'n' quakes.
     (Mustn't 

miss this, this Christmas: Ballismus!)

     The Uly of these verses is obscure Nonsense 

author/illustrator Ulysses Poe, whereas to limn 

is to illustrate or describe in images or words. 

The adjective-forming suffix '-y' added to 'Yule' 

characterizes Poe's verse as being associated 

with the winter holiday season, while 'ballismus,' 

in addition to referencing certain involuntary 

movements manifesting themselves as violent 

jerking spasms, happens also to be the only 

other word widely recognized as rhyming 

with 'Christmas' and 'isthmus.' Incidently, 

the poet's wife wishes to record her disavowal 

of the thought expressed in these verses as

being wholly inappropriate to what should be 

the true spirit of the season.

     Notwithstanding all of the above, here's 

wishing you and your lot a peaceful Christmas 

and a prosperous and hope-filled New Year.

Ulysses Poe aka Jim Higgins

Resp: El, BF, Er, DP,

A Trio of Derivative Durantes and a Solitary Surrogate Cerf

     Beckett's Estragon sings to his friend Vladimir: 
"Didja ever get the feelin' you must wait for Godot
but still have the feelin' he ain't comin' today...?"

     Dancer Clayton Bates sings: 
"Didja ever lose the feelin' in yer left pinkie toe
but still have the feelin' that the rest were okay...?"

     Anonymous consumer of anabolic steroids sings: 

"Didja ever get the feelin' that yer get-up-'n'-go

instills in you a feelin' that'll lead you astray...?"

Language...? Three kinds spring to mind.
Some's written; some's spoken; some's sign'd.
The first employs notes. 

The second...? Folks' throats.
The third's thing...? Bring words to the blind.