Merry Christmas to all,
I hope you get plastered tonight...
It is the day before Christmas,
And all through the house,
The only creature stirring,
Was the old fart grouch…
His stockings were rolled up in his drawer,
No tree had he as he found them a bore,
Santa scribbled him off his list many a year before,
Because as he was Santa, he knew well the score…
Hey, you Old Grouch--MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
LuvYA--Bobbie & Scott
P.S. I saw a snowflake last Friday--landed on my windshield for about half a second or less; but that was it. Now it's rain, rain, rain, and more rain, rain, rain. Find your umbrella!! Bobbie
I can see you are of good cheer. I do need some plastering, so I think I will hire you to get my walls plastered, too. And probably if I give you a few good, highly spiked hot toddies to tide you over, you'll be a jolly saint while you're doing it.
Since I can't hire immigrants, maybe I can get you to decorate the tree. Which ornament do you want to be? Scrooge? The Grinch? Santa? Jersey Devil?
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
For the past two years (2006-2008) The Bridge of Silver Wings has earned a name for itself both as a series of poems published in different e-zines and as a book first published in 2007.
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LuvYA--Bobbie & Scott
P.S. I saw a snowflake last Friday--landed on my windshield for about half a second or less; but that was it. Now it's rain, rain, rain, and more rain, rain, rain. Find your umbrella!! Bobbie
Since I can't hire immigrants, maybe I can get you to decorate the tree. Which ornament do you want to be? Scrooge? The Grinch? Santa? Jersey Devil?
Ron
Merry Christmas anyways.
Michael D.
Love ya!
Jane