The Night Before
Friends, I thought I would re-post this for the holiday season
T 'was the night before Christmas and all through the house
You can hear the wife calling me a louse
The stocking are hung on the mantle with care
In hopes that presents might soon be there
Mama in her night clothes nestled in bed
Giving me a death stare wishing me dead
Out in the living room there rose such a clatter
Crying children want to know what's the matter
I jump out of bed like a wild flash
Tore open the door and took a mad dash
As I cross the lawn and clear the wall
I look back and hear the wife call
"Now dummy, now idiot, so stupid you don't listen"!
" You are the reason our presents are missin' "
" So lazy, so bad, so greedy, so shiftless "!
" Today of all days how could you do this"?!
"What made you think that it was ok"
To lose our Christmas money at the casino today"?!
I shout over my shoulder as I fade out of sight
"Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight"!
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