scrapbook poem

A Scrapbook Poem for Christmas Eve

I don’t know the source for this but it made me think of you, so I wanted to share it …

Twas the night before Christmas, I’m glued to the tree.
I’m wondering what Santa, brought just for me;

… could it be cardstock or chipboard or lace?
or a cricut? I said with a smile on my face!

and that’s when I heard him…”HI SANTA,” I said.
“you know good little girls should be in their beds”.

I know I should Santa, and now I’ve been caught!
but I was excited, to see what you brought.

Well, let’s take a look in this room where you work.
he shook his head quickly and left with a jerk!

I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear…
“You’ve got enough crap, I’ll see you next year!”

Merry Christmas, my scrappy sisters!!!

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas … Scrappy Style!

I know it’s several nights AFTER Christmas, but I just saw this funny posted on 2peas and thought I’d share, since I’m sure one or two of us can relate (wink, wink):

Twas the night before Christmas,
I’m glued to the tree.
I’m wondering what Santa brought just for me.
Could it be cardstock or ink pads or lace?
Or some stamps, I said, with a smile on my face.
And that’s when I heard him … “Hi Santa,” I said
He replied, “You know … good girls should be in their beds.”
“I know I should Santa and now I’ve been caught.
But I was just so excited to see what you brought.”
“Well, let’s take a look in this room where you work.”
He shook his head quickly, and left with a jerk.
I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear.
“You’ve got enough crap, I’ll see you next year!”