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Poetry: OLD ST. NICK OF YE OL' BUSAN
by Tim Murphy
Aug. 2009


TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS AND ALL THROUGH BUSAN

NOT A WEIGOOK WAS SOBER FROM JANGSAN TO HADAN

STOCKINGS WERE HUNG IN PROSTY ALLEY WITH CARE

ALL THE THURSDAY PARTY'S WERE PUMPIN KANYE- WE DON'T DARE


WON'T BE ANY SNOW, BUT THAT'S ALRIGHT

DAMNED IF OUR CHRISTMAS SPIRIT GOES WITHOUT A FIGHT

I SEE SANTAS LITTLE ELVES AND MAGIC CHRISTMAS PIXIES 

AH DAMN, I'VE GOT TOO MUCH SOJU IN MY NOG MESSIN WITH ME


KOREAN VERSION OF A CHRISTMAS STORY

IS HOW SOME GUY DIED PLAYING STARCRAFT IN A DORMITORY

WITH HIS HANDS ON THE KEYBOARD AND A SMILE ON HIS FACE

TRANSLATES INTO "THAT HUGE LEG LAMP'S GOT NO TASTE"


THE LADS AND LASSES WERE NUZZLED IN THE UNDERGROUND VINYL 

WHILST VISIONS OF PICKIN UP WERE IN THERE HEADS ALL THE WHILE

ADJUMA AND ADJESHI CLAUS WERE WELL ON THEIR WAY

TOO MUCH DOG MEAT SO NOTHING COULD KEEP SANTAS SEX DRIVE AT BAY


WHEN OUT NEAR AN OPEN SEWER THERE AROSE SUCH A CLATTER

SANTA SAID "SCREW IT" HE DIDN'T CARE WHAT WAS THE MATTER

BUT AWAY TO A WINDOW I FLEW LIKE A BANSHEE

TO MY SURPRISE I FOUND A HAND FULL OF ADJOSHI

I SAW MR KIM, MR KIM, MR, KIM, AND MR. PARK

THEY WERE ALL SINGING CHRISTMAS CAROLS IN THE DARK


BEYOND ALL THE CLATTER AND NORAE BANGING

I HEARD A FAINT TINKLE OR TRINKLE OR CLANGING

WHEN WHAT TO MY WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR

BUT A BROKE DOWN CASS TRUCK AND AT LEAST 200 BEER


WITH A LITTLE OLD DRIVER SO STICKY AND QUICK

HIS KOREAN NAME EE DAE , HIS ENGLISH NAME NICK

HE WAS SITTING THERE SMASHED, JUST LIKE HIS VAN

IN MY BEST KONGLISH I SAID "LET'ME GIV YA A HAND"


HE DAMNED IT AND SLAMMED IT, AND "ASSSHHH'D" IT SOME MORE

HIS VAN TOTALED, BECAME OUR CHRISTMAS SCORE

HE SAID "CALL YOUR FRIENDS THAT COULD FIT HERE TO THE WALL"

"ALL THE BEER THEY WANT, GOD SPEED TELL THEM ALL"


AND CAME THEY DID, FROM SINPYEONG TO NOPO

A RED AND BLUE SLEIGH IN FRONT WAS THE POPO

GUIDING THEM ALL TO THE CENTER OF TOWN

TONIGHT WAS THE NIGHT DRIVER NICK WOULD BE CROWNED

OLD ST. NICK OF YE OL' BUSAN

HE KEPT US UP PAST THE BREAK OF DAWN


SO IN THE LAND OF THE EVER RISING SOJ

HIGH FIVE YOUR KIDS AND HALF THEIR WORK LOAD

RAISE YOUR GLASSES, FLAUNT A SMILE, AND DRINK SOME MORE OF YOUR HITE

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT

merry christmas busan!

 

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