With Thanksgiving behind and Christmas coming fast,
I put on the longjohns and take out the flask.
A snifter or two will ease all my chores,
must vacuum the carpet and wash all the floors.
Finding decorations is never easy to do,
must move most the basement and half the attic too.
The tree isn't real so I buy scented spray,
don't matter when it's up, cause it won't rot away.
The lights are all tangled, what a jumbled-up mess,
a task of the season, to put nerves to test.
The garland is on, I promise not to swear,
a couple more jiggers and I really won't care.
The decorating is done and shopping has started,
I'm off for the store, with my courses unchartered.
I'll buy boy gifts, for boys and girl gifts, for girls,
the way my luck runs, they'll have trucks that have curls.
Christmas is upon us and to bed I must go,
A little too much cheer, it would be nice to get snow.
Wait! Don't go yet, I've got something to say,
"There's only one week until New Years Day."
It's the same old routine, we all play the part,
I can get through them all, if I jump-start my heart.
Remember this rhyme, when you've moments to spare,
take time to relax, they're moments to share.
Happy Holidays
