Sunday, December 21, 2008
Twas Five Nights Before Xmas
Twas five nights before Christmas
and all through my home,
birthday balloons bounced bodaciously
while the 'Cuse was away from the dome.
The children were here playing in their new room,
My nostrils were filled to an evening of sinus doom.
The cake was lit with chocolate galore,
and after the subs, we swore, "No, We can't eat no more."
But it was mom's birthday party and everyone was there,
sipping TheraFlu, wine, gingerale and beer.
And although I feel nasty and my head was congested,
I'm now going to bed like everyone suggested.