Yule tide pageant merry go round ™           

panoply of mystical elements o’ breath aired
 per millennia times two resonated
veritable pantheon of superstitions fired imagination
as catalyst viz homo sapiens fore head tugging simian beard
whence bygone agents provocateurs
fueled tens of previous generations bred Manichaeism
credo, a nebulous ethos sans early humanity vetted dual chaired
spirit world wide web populated with dominatrix
Roman sol invictus wrought fiery brimstone who dared
assert  antiestablishmentarian dogma got hounded
to whit the bowels of hellish firmament most and/or many feared
they would be pitched headlong into said purported fiendish furnace
thus obeisance to moe rays of knitting belief system geared
thee ordinary bipedal hominid to acquiesce
decking the halls of the mountain king with boughs of holly haired
sprinkling angel dust from cremated remains in bleak midwinter
unwittingly interweaving pagan rituals tacitly accepted yet quietly jeered

as anathema to march of the kings who instilled obedience or death
which layman forswore, whence his loss of life or limb as mass of cries neared
resounding like tortured souls self flagellating their inherent joy to the world
whereby unsuspecting cynics among the madding crowd paired
amidst common every day folk beckoning ad lib lipped first noel
extemporaneously grafting customs taught when reared
as just a little drummer boy/girl pipsqueak
since straying from mainstream religious parameters scared
the silent night with unimaginable ogres on the warpath to smite
mortal man/woman with flaming torches angering unfriendly beasts tiered
inside the city state labyrinth ready for combat
while shephards watched their flock – as the latter veered
away from getting fleeced such as this writer who might be lambasted
for verging on the bring of being sacrilegious and/or weird.