The Hanging of Lights
Is it already that time of year again
Seems like yesterday
I took down all the Christmas lights
And packed them all away
So here I am pulling them out again
And what do you think I find
They must have had a wrestling match
As it's a mass of tangled lights
After an hour or two I'm about through
From pulling one strand at a time
Where I also find in their box fight
They punched out each others lights
This really can't get any better
Merry Christmas to me
As I head to the store for a bakers dozen or more
Under the guise of buy one get one free
Back home just in time to hang the new lights
I find the 22 foot ladder
Climb up to the top in time to remember I forgot
To first empty out my bladder
With my job through in the Loo and back up on the roof
Looking down at the lights on the ground
Of course in my haste I forgot to take
Them with me on the second go round
So it's back up the ladder with lights and empty bladder
As the sun is sinking low
And here I am now with more of a scowl
Than a Merry Ho Ho Ho
Doing the best that I can with what little light there is left
When not far off I hear the sound
Is it Santa I wonder, no it's coming thunder
Just as I notice my ladder on the ground
And my family out of town
With little doubt here comes the scowl
Merry Christmas to me now
Ho Ho Ho...
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