Christmas Poem

Twas the night before Christmas,

I'm glued to the tree.

I'm wondering what Santa brought just for me.

Could it be cardstock or chipboard or lace?

Or a Big Shot, I said, with a smile on my face.

And that's when I heard him,

"Hi Santa, " I said.

"You know....good little girls should be in their beds."

"I know I should Santa, and now I've got caught.

But I was just so excited To see what you brought."

"Well, let's take a look in this room where you work."

He shook his head quickly,

And left with a jerk.

I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear.

"You've got enough crap, I'll see you next year!"

written by Jenn

Wishing you all a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!