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Christmas is for Kids?
There once was a little boy so small
he liked to make a lot of noise
And drove his parents up the wall
With all those kinds of toys
So they wouldn’t let him have a drum
A whistle or a flute
They would only give him rubber toys
The kind you couldn’t toot.
But Grand-pa had a sneaky side
A desire to get back at his son
for all the noise he had made
while still living under the gun
The day finally came when he got his chance
To even up the score
He wore a red suit and a long white beard
And knew the quiet would be no more
For it was Christmas morn and all were still asleep
except for Grand-pa and one little boy
who sneaked down the stairs and into the room
where the tree had a very special toy
It was wrapped in red paper and a big white bow
The anticipation was getting great
For everyone else would be up soon
And then it would be too late
So Grand-pa enticed the little boy
To open the present quick
for there inside was a big red drum
and one really big stick!
Boom!…Boom!…Boom!…Boom!…
(Poet - Jack Mann)
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Havn't got a poem but though this might make the ladies smile.
Remember This At Christmas Time.
According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both
male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year,
male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually
late November to mid-December. Female reindeer retain their antlers
till after they give birth in the spring.
Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition depicting Santa's
reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to
be a girl.
We should've known.....ONLY women would be able to drag a fat-ass
man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.
F.
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This one is for my Mum.
Spending Christmas with Jesus poem
I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below,
With tiny lights like heaven's stars
Reflecting in the snow.
The sight is so spectacular
Please wipe away that tear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear
But earthly music can't compare
With the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you
The joy their voices bring
For it's beyond description
To hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
Trust God and have no fear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.
I can't tell you of the splendor
Or the peace here in this place.
Can you imagine Christmas
With our Savior, face to face?
May God uplift your spirit
As I tell Him of your love
Then pray for one another
As you lift your eyes above.
So let your hearts be joyful
And let your spirits sing
For I'm spending Christmas in Heaven
And I'm walking with the king!
With all my love always. Helen.x
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