Jingle hells

’Tis  day after Christmas but 

let’s update Carol No.1                 

Traffic jam, traffic jam,
Bumping all the way.
Oh what a pain it is to go 

Just anywhere these days.

Driving bumper-bumper,
It’s peak hour morn till night.
O’er the potholes go,
Giving spines a fright.

Horns on eardrums pounding,
Cars to left and right.

Oh what a drag it is to hear

Folks cuss with all their might. 

Faulty built-up highways
Driving us insane.
Oh how I wish sarkar would see
Aam janta’s chronic pain! Hai hai!!

Neta fist, Neta fist, 

Slugfests all the way.

Oh what a shame it is to watch

Their blame game every day.

Slashing eachothers thro-oats,

In a one-point open slay.

O’er same stuff they go,

Accusing all the way.

Sometimes ’tis over fixed polls,

Sometimes it’s o-ver doles.

Wasting LS session.

Is this for what we pay?? Eh?

Poor AQI, Poor AQI,

Wheezing all the way.

Oh what a bane it is to breathe

The murky air each day. 

Struggling through the ha-aze 

On winter mornings grey. 

O’er toxic fields we go, 

As farmers burn the hay.

They tried odd-even numbers

To keep the traffic down.

But all the rules we break 

In our uncaring town! Sigh!

CO2, CO too,

SPM’s gone astray.

How much more disaster

Will we now see unfold? Hai hai!!

Influencer, Influencer,

Hold us in your sway.

Oh what slaves we are

To live exactly how you say.

Scrolling through your posts 

We learn what we must wear, 

And read and eat and just how much 

Of skin or soul to bare.

You’re queen of social me-dia,

Mis-tress of Insta fame.

But sans Facebook and ’Tube and ’Tok,

You’d simply have no game! Hmmph!!  

Jingling belles, Blinging belles,

Blow us all away.

Oh how cool it is to groove ‘n’ sing,

And all comp-e-ti-tion slay! Hah!! 

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Alec Smart said: “No Shanti Claus in my Xmas stocking ”