bacon in the fireplace, spinning on a spindle
and it's full of holiday cheer, and also heart-clogging cholesterol.

girl to the right, chewing gum
ignore the flirt, how obvious!

paper ticketeer, trying hard to arrest your good time
try harder, ticketeer, you won't be able to.

second-story soldiers, climbing up a cursed ladder
looking for the paper gold, and finding a dusty attic

birmingham remorse, and a bit of gravy soup with cumin?

toasted jam, only a bit congealed.
only for you, my tangerine queen.