An Ornament Named Al
There once was an ornament named Al
He loved to hang around with his pal.
To pick up a date
They often left late.
So the gals hung around fem fatale.
From a therapy tree they would listen.
Late Al never knew what he was missin’.
Bi-polar snow man,
Hit Rudolf with flan.
Santa gave Elf the new job of kissin’.
Christmas therapy session soon ended,
The old snowman outdoor remained frosted.
Santa ran out and squealed.
Now, I know I am real.
Snowballs flew through the air; boy exhausted.”
Al and pal alas came for their date.
The gals refused to go; it was late.
When laughter was found,
They all hung around.
Until the Christmas tree met its fate.
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2016