The Finter Holidays

There is no greater pleasure than the mixture of fall and winter Finter We start with Halloween The pumpkins, the sweets, the treats Black and orange set the tone The chill is just starting to hit your spine You can smell it in the air Feeling on edge Waiting for the scare BAM! It comes, it goes The temperature drops The turkeys better run You better buy your elastic pants And make room in your house for the whole family Thanksgiving The fire, the gathering, the attire The smell of pumpkin floods your nostrils You gain an internal warmth Let us say a prayer for this meal Look outside, winter is now here The transition from fall has been made Pull out the scarves and hats And set out your Christmas mats The fat man is coming to town Put away your frown This is a jolly season Decorate the houses, prepare the tree, sip your cocoa Mistletoe is in the air And the sound of wrapping paper is in your ear We're getting close You better turn in your list or you're toast Christmas eve Sleep early, listen for the jingle bells Christmas morning, looks like Santa stopped by Welcome to winter Say goodbye to Finter