Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Rave of the Day for December 28, 2011:
Got a theme going here. More from the 2002 archives. I've seen this several times and don't know the original source....
THE WEEK AFTER CHRISTMAS
It's a week after Christmas,
I'm crabby and I'm broke.
I'm so full of ham and fruitcake,
I think I'm gonna croak!
It's nice to see the relatives.
I wonder when they'll leave?
They've been camping in my bathroom
Since early Christmas Eve.
They're eating everything in sight
And sleeping in my bed.
I've been sacked out in the basement
With my old beagle Ned.
The relatives have all gone out
And left their screaming brats.
The toilet bowl is all plugged up
And I can't find the cat!
It's Christmastime at my house,
The relatives are here.
They eat me out of house and home
And drink up all my beer.
I love the decorations
And the sleigh bells in the snow,
But I wish those pesky relatives
Would take their kids and go!
Those cookie crunchers fed the dog
A twenty pound rib roast.
His feet are sticking in the air
Like skinny old fence posts.
Now they're in a free-for-all,
The girls against the boys.
They're fighting over boxes
'cause they're bored with all their toys.
My mother-in-law is snoring
In my favorite TV chair.
Those kids are stringing lights on her
And tinseling her hair.
I oughta wake her up
Before the fireworks begin,
But I wanna see those blue sparks fly
When they plug her in!
I love the decorations
And the sleigh bells in the snow,
But I wish those pesky relatives
Would take their kids and go!
THE WEEK AFTER CHRISTMAS
It's a week after Christmas,
I'm crabby and I'm broke.
I'm so full of ham and fruitcake,
I think I'm gonna croak!
It's nice to see the relatives.
I wonder when they'll leave?
They've been camping in my bathroom
Since early Christmas Eve.
They're eating everything in sight
And sleeping in my bed.
I've been sacked out in the basement
With my old beagle Ned.
The relatives have all gone out
And left their screaming brats.
The toilet bowl is all plugged up
And I can't find the cat!
It's Christmastime at my house,
The relatives are here.
They eat me out of house and home
And drink up all my beer.
I love the decorations
And the sleigh bells in the snow,
But I wish those pesky relatives
Would take their kids and go!
Those cookie crunchers fed the dog
A twenty pound rib roast.
His feet are sticking in the air
Like skinny old fence posts.
Now they're in a free-for-all,
The girls against the boys.
They're fighting over boxes
'cause they're bored with all their toys.
My mother-in-law is snoring
In my favorite TV chair.
Those kids are stringing lights on her
And tinseling her hair.
I oughta wake her up
Before the fireworks begin,
But I wanna see those blue sparks fly
When they plug her in!
I love the decorations
And the sleigh bells in the snow,
But I wish those pesky relatives
Would take their kids and go!
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