I have no love for the pilgrims/puritans who landed on the shores of this continent where they were free to prohibit the observance of Christmas as they saw fit.   Apparently I am not alone.   Shakespeare’s neighbor had some rather direct words as well.

An example of such irreverence was given most memorably by the Shakespeares’ friend and neighbor Elizabeth Wheeler, when she told the Puritans on the church court in 1592 exactly what she thought of them and their newfangled religion: “Godes woondes, a plague of God on you all, a fart of ons ars for you!”  — Quest For Shakespeare by Joseph Pearce

While a poet she was not, I do find her spunk admirable.