A Very Boca Christmas

 

Twas the night before Christmas

and down here in Boca,

... I was sitting at Starbucks,

drinking my mocha.

I know we're all Jewish,

but was wondering still,

if Santa would come here

and give us a thrill.

On my way home,

no Christmas lights did I see,

on the houses, the windows,

not even the trees.

What a strange feeling.

Not a decoration in sight.

Was it really December

or a warm summer's night?

I drove past Toojay's,

there were lines out the door.

People were waiting

for kishka and more.

The restaurants were busy,

Christmas dinners not planned.

Never, not here

we're in Boca Land .

At home all was quiet.

I left out Kosher wine,

In case Santa came to Boca

for the very first time.

Snoozing came easy

to me Christmas Eve.

I wasn't waiting for presents

to be left under a tree.

I could hope all I want.

I could fuss and then see,

if Santa would make time

for little old me.

Then all of a sudden

up pulled his Jag,

with a sack full of presents

each sporting a tag.

Oh Bloomies, oh Saks

Oh Nieman's and more.

He knows where to shop,

he frequents my stores!

He looked for the lox,

the bagels and deli.

He came to Boca first

to fill up his belly!

"I have a long night ahead,

I want you to know.

From Boca I leave

for New York and the snow."

He stayed for a while,

he chatted and ate.

Then he left in a flash

before it got late.

What a great night

I thought with a sigh.

That jolly old Santa

is a really nice guy.

As I cleared off the table

I heard with delight

"Shalom to you all,

and OY, what a night!!

A Christmas Story, The Angel on top of the Christmas Tree

 

A Little Christmas Story

When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre Christmas pressure. Then Mrs Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.

Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.

Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drunk all the cider and hidden the liquor.. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?'

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

Not a lot of people know this.