I'm wondering what Santa brought just for me.
Could it be cardstock or inkpads or lace?
Or stamps I said with a smile on my face.
And thats when I heard him...."Hi Santa" I said,
He replied, "you know...good girls should be in their beds".
"I know I should be Santa, and now that I've been caught,
but I was just so excited to see what you've bought".
"Well lets have 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".
Does that remind you of anyone?
2 comments:
You aren't meaning me now are you Helen. LOL
Love the poem Helen, I think quite a few of us can relate to it. Thanks for the directionson Christmas Eve, found the house eventually (LOL)
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