Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for December 17, 2018

Except when Amazon uses their own delivery people—then you may or may not get your package ever.

But the kids were all sad, and I was irate When their presents were stolen by a porch pirate

Don’t count on it. That Amazon drone is never going to make it up to the space station.

Do elves work at Amazo Prime!

My late brother once recited an updated version of the poem, in which, among other things, he changed the names of the reindeer.

I wonder how much the delivery charge to the station would be.

“The drone hovered high, the box smashed on the floor – but you didn’t know, ’cos it landed next door.”

The tajine was broken, but – what the heck

They called it a puzzle – 3D – instead.

“… delivered on time…”? The rest of the galaxy must get better Amazon Prime delivery service than my little corner of it!

Ah, yes, another syndicated cartoonist in the back pocket of Jeff Bezos’.

“Left on the doorstep to woo and bewitch

Until stolen away by some dumb son of a ….”

I think the artist has been inspired by Bob Rivers’ “Twisted Christmas” albums.

Updated in 2015 = outdated in the time of Brewster Rockit. And for sure, no delivery vans in space.

’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the home,

the only thing stirring was a delivery drone.

The stockings were hung by the chimney in time,

to get them all filled by Amazon Prime…

Magic finally explained…

Can anyone tell me why I shouldn’t believe this is a paid advertisement, like a product placement?