Have yourself a dismal little Advent,
Filled with guilt and gloom.
You’ve got these four weeks to contemplate your doom.
Turn down all those party invitations;
You should stay home fasting, and self-flagellate.
Shun the lure of the shopping mall,
Where they’ve decked the hall since May.
Just recall it’s the eschaton
You must focus on today.
It’s no time for singing Christmas carols;
That we can’t allow!
Chant Psalm 51, if you remember how–
And have yourself a dismal little Advent now!
Mary W. Cox
December 17, 1992
Courtesy of Scott Gunn over at Seven Whole Days.