December 19, 2003

• Xmas humor

  
  

  Twas The Day After Christmas
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  Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
  Every creature was hurtin’ even the mouse.
  The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
  Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
  

  Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor,
  While upstairs the family continued to snore.
  

  And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
  I went into the kitchen and started to clean.
  

  When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
  I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.
  

  Away to the window I flew like a flash,
  Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
  

  When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
  But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
  

  The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
  The patch on his jacket said “U.S. POSTMAN.”
  

  With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox.
  Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.
  

  Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
  Whistling and shouting he called them by name:
  “Now Dillard’s, now Broadway’s, now Penny’s and Sears
  Here’s Robinson’s, Levitz’s and Target’s and Mervyn’s.
  To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall,
  Now chargeaway-chargeaway-chargeaway all!”
  

  He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
  He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
  He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
  Driving much faster with just half a load.
  

  Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
  “ENJOY WHAT YOU BOUGHT…….
  

  YOU’LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!”
  

  ~Author Unknown~

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