Caught Kissing Under the Mistletoe

Mommy, Polly, and Dolly were jolly with folly Brought bouts of holly and ivy Lacing them round the doorway Throughout the walls and down the halls Three trim lace stockings hung off the fireplace With feminine grace Starry-eyed Sis was kissing under the mistletoe A glowing blush from beau's head down to his toes A warming sun that could melt away the snow Poured sounds of, tickles, giggles, and whistles From behind the door, two sisters hidden 12/23/2016