Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the Pad
Not a creature was stirring
Except Mom and Dad.
Mom was exhausted
from cooking all day
Dad was tired too -
He's always that way.
Baylie slept soundly
With beads on her head
"I'll wake you up early!"
To her parents she'd said.
And Jalen retired
His heart full of faith
That Thomas the choo choo
Neath the tree would await.
For Simba this Christmas
Was not quite so jolly.
His leg was all bandaged
Due to some feline folly.
No-where on the planet
Could more love be had
Than was found in the walls
Of this Batchelor Pad
Merry Christmas!
1 comment:
In my defense, I'm not tired all the time. "All" is so encompassing. "Most of" might work.
You're amazing. That dinner was superb.
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