MY FRIEND THE POET EXPRESSIONS OF ME

Ah, the day before Christmas, and at my keyboard
The surveys were sorted, my spirits had soared;
I went to the candy dish and dipped in my hand
With thoughts of the time off and what had been planned.....

Twas I in my bunny suit
A log on the fire
A good book for reading
And music--some choir--
When what to my wondering eyes should come plain
But Santa, all breathless, at my window pane.
"I found her" he said.
"Down in Mesa! St Anne!
I left her the boxes
Since it was your plan."
His eyes were atwinkle,
His grin was so merry
And I knew 'neath the juniper
He'd stopped to tarry.
He said it had been such a wonderful trip
Did you know that St.Anne had a marvelous whip?
and crystals that sparkle,
eyeglasses galore,
A library extensive
And books on the floor,
A quilt full of color, a glorious spread,
and a lackluster bra she kept under the bed!
some candles, some pictures, a number of toys,
And things that were taken apart by the boys."

And then he grew silent,
The memories so dear,
He wished to return--he made it so clear.
So don't be surprised
Or think it amiss
If he sneaks in your bed
And gives you a big kiss
And whispers "I love you"
And so do we here --
Merry Christmas
Good Season
and Kentucky Fried Cheer.

Xxxxxx Margaret-many-verses