Originally written right after Sandy, this Christmas Carol might remind us how far we’ve come since 2012
‘Twas the night before
Christmas and all through the Rock
There were broken hearts
on every block
Where only chimneys remained,
no stockings were there
It was easy to fall to a
state of despair
Where were the children,
were they snug in their
beds?
Or did visions of fire
dance in their heads
And me in my cap, a tear
in my eye
Was suddenly jostled
by a strange burly guy
He said don’t you
remember,
this is the beach
Happy days are coming
and all within reach
The place took a pounding,
of that there’s no doubt
But the last thing you do
is count us out
We don’t do it alone,
we pull as a team
He said as he jumped
onto a high standing
beam
On Hipsters! Now
Helpsters!
Now Mormons! Now
Amish
On Graybeards and Vollies
and Rockaway Wish !
They help away, help away,
they help away all.
This jolly old guy he was
dressed all in green
The heartiest guy I had ever
seen
I hastened to say you’ve
forgotten the best
You’ve neglected the bunch
who never did rest
He shot me a smile,
his dimples so merry
His cheeks were like roses,
his nose like a cherry
Then a huge white sleigh
came out of the sky
And carved on its sides was
DSNY
He sprang to the sleigh ever
so quick
And finally I realized
it was Sanitation Saint Nick
Before I could say
you’ve done us so right
I heard him exclaim
as he flew out of sight
He said it once, then said it
again
Rockaway Rises And Rises
Again!
