The Family Fight Before Christmas
"Who done did that?"
My dad had to know
I pointed at sister
Said, "She has to go!"
Dad wasn't impressed
Told me, "You get undressed!"
As off to the woodshed
We two did go ...
Once there, bottom bare
I thought fast, though voice weak
"Hey, dad. It's nearly Christmas ~
How 'bout we turn the other cheek?"
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