HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!
*
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
Showing posts with label holiday horrors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holiday horrors. Show all posts
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
A True Christmas Tale
Twas two weeks before Christmas, when in Lola's house
We were having our coffee and starting to rouse.
We were having our coffee and starting to rouse.
The lights were all strung on the tree from last night
The ornaments also, with nary a fight!
The daughter was nearly all ready for school
And was counting the days til the coming of yule.
And I was quite pleased decorations were done
Now we could just settle back and have fun.
When out from the dining room there was a clatter
We sprang up like hares to see what was the matter.
Away to the tree we all flew like a flash
We looked in the room and saw what looked like trash!
The weight of the tree must have just been too much
The whole thing fell down, barely missing the hutch!
The base was still fastened real tight to the trunk
The daughter was nearly all ready for school
And was counting the days til the coming of yule.
And I was quite pleased decorations were done
Now we could just settle back and have fun.
When out from the dining room there was a clatter
We sprang up like hares to see what was the matter.
Away to the tree we all flew like a flash
We looked in the room and saw what looked like trash!
The weight of the tree must have just been too much
The whole thing fell down, barely missing the hutch!
The base was still fastened real tight to the trunk
Spilling water all over the floor for a dunk!
The branches and needles were bent up and tattered
The fragile, glass ornaments - broken and shattered.
Slivers of broken glass lay on the floor
Cleaning this mess up would sure be a chore!
We looked at the scene and were very upset
The daughter said, "Family's not even here yet!"
Although this is not what I would have preferred
The branches and needles were bent up and tattered
The fragile, glass ornaments - broken and shattered.
Slivers of broken glass lay on the floor
Cleaning this mess up would sure be a chore!
We looked at the scene and were very upset
The daughter said, "Family's not even here yet!"
Although this is not what I would have preferred
I just had to laugh; it was all so absurd.
At least no one got injured; the dogs are okay
Maybe this year, a fake tree is the way.
The neighbor might have a Wet Vac we can borrow
Or we can just leave it and fix it tomorrow!
Maybe this year, a fake tree is the way.
The neighbor might have a Wet Vac we can borrow
Or we can just leave it and fix it tomorrow!
 |
| not our tree but you get the idea! (source) |
Monday, December 12, 2011
Be Prepared!
Don't be caught off guard
Do your work a little early
It's not all that hard.
Hang your Christmas lights up 'fore the
leaves have all gone brown
Next year you'll be ready if you
never take them down!
Buy your Christmas presents at the
sales on New Years Day
Keep them in the closet safely
wrapped and tucked away.
Come the holidays and they sit
underneath the tree
You find you don't remember what on
Earth those gifts could be!
A tie for Uncle Edward who just
died the month before
Tap shoes for little Susie who's not
dancing anymore.
A His and Hers bath towel set for your
cousins Nan and Nate
who decided this past summer they were
going to separate.
With just a little planning it's not
difficult to do
Preparation is a gift
that you give to you!
submitted for Poetic Bloomings, Prompt 33, Be Prepared
and Smiley Sociology, Study 11, Gifts
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)