TWO DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS
Twas two days before Christmas,
And all through my house,
The presents were all unwrapped,
And I looked like a louse.
Made one last run to the grocery
For the grits I'd forgot.
Skipped the Honey Baked Ham Store
In that line I'd stand not.
There was laundry to do,
And a whole lot of cooking,
Dreaded to start,
But had to get working.
Baked a quiche and some brownies,
And made sausage balls,
A couple of cheese logs,
Before a phone call.
Polished a few things,
And cleaned some glass.
My son and his girls coming,
Want to show a little class.
Ere I retire for the night,
This one thing I'll exclaim,
One more day before Christmas,
Hope I get the work tamed.
And all through my house,
The presents were all unwrapped,
And I looked like a louse.
Made one last run to the grocery
For the grits I'd forgot.
Skipped the Honey Baked Ham Store
In that line I'd stand not.
There was laundry to do,
And a whole lot of cooking,
Dreaded to start,
But had to get working.
Baked a quiche and some brownies,
And made sausage balls,
A couple of cheese logs,
Before a phone call.
Polished a few things,
And cleaned some glass.
My son and his girls coming,
Want to show a little class.
Ere I retire for the night,
This one thing I'll exclaim,
One more day before Christmas,
Hope I get the work tamed.
2 Comments:
At 12:29 AM, JT Evans said…
That was a good poem.
And I oughta know 'em.
At 10:05 PM, johnnie said…
Funny! I can't believe I missed this until just now. Everything came out great, good eats, good times.
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