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!”
I LOVE that poem! I’ll smile most the day over that one!
I laughed and laughed (and so did dh). ;)