When the original Only Yules & Verses book was self-published in 2013, an unsolicited comment appeared on Amazon. I call stuff like this little nudges of encouragement. Of course, for every flattering nudge, there are several pokes in the eye waiting in the wings. Here’s the comment:
“Only Yules and Verses is one of those special little books that you happen upon serendipitously. I have read authors' blurbs before extolling the mirth to be found in THEIR book only to buy the book and be severely disappointed. What an unexpected joy, therefore, to pick up this little gem and read it to the end with smiles, a few laughs out loud and some headshakes at the ingenuity of Joe Cushnan. I thoroughly enjoyed this and wholeheartedly recommend it to everyone.
P.S. I am not a friend or family member of the author, but how I wish I were!”
CHRISTMAS CRUSH FEARS
IN OXFORD STREET
I look down towards Selfridges
From as far away as Bond Street
And I see you window shopping,
Coping with the ebb and flow,
The pull and push,
And I develop a crush.
The police, much maligned,
Line up to guide me through,
They close the street to avoid accidents,
Restrict walkers and drivers,
To completely clear an avenue
Allowing me to get to you.
I'm there, intimidated by stares,
But the cops hold the line,
And as I look at you in romantic awe,
I offer to carry your bags,
I invite you for coffee and mints
And you turn to your boyfriend,
Shake your head and wince.
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