Three Holiday Brownies

Three holiday brownies sat high up on the Fireplace Shelf
It is called a mantle, and it is made of oak, said a prissy Elf.
They laughed at his insistence, did not care about the druthers.
They were a merry threesome, triplet brownie brothers.

They were a trio and sang loudly and with Christmas gusto.
Their family surname was interesting – it was D’Agosto.
They were merry and happy and played instruments too.
Making the jealous elf angry before their concert was through.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Wolf Avatar
December 9, 2021 at 7:48 PM
Just wait until those brownies become girl scouts! :) gw
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2021 at 2:59 AM
The hilarity in your comment.My daughter's family's last name is D'Agosto, and she is the leader of four girl scout troops and so controlling, she insists on being cookie mom for all four troops every year!
Hankins Avatar
December 9, 2021 at 12:19 PM
Good for them. Nothing worse than a "prissy" elf!
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2021 at 3:00 AM
I think so too. We used to have one but Trixie kicked it to the curb. (I am not talking figuratively).
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