Thursday, January 06, 2005

TOPIC: A Christmas Poem...

Here is a Christmas Poem that our junior high school youth group helped me's the same Mad Libs poem I did with the senior high...enjoy, and a belated Merry Christmas...

'Twas the grandma before Christmas and all through the meatloaf,
Not a creature was stirring, not even an idiot.
The elevators were hung by the elf with care,
In hopes that Johnny Depp would soon be yellow.
The mice were nestled all snug in their mistletoes,
While visions of pirates danced in their snorkel.
And Mom in her Chapstick and I in my shovel,
Had just settled down for a purple winter's flamethrower.
When out on the car there arose such a clatter,
I danced from my cherry pie to see what was the matter.
Away to the job, I ran like a flash,
Tore open the dog and threw up the bellybutton.
When what to my wondering elbow should appear,
But a blue sleigh and 15 shmelly reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and fast,
I knew in a moment it must be Charles.
More rapid than ducks, the pogosticks they came,
And he licked and shined and called them by name:
On Napoleon Dynamite and Fat Albert,
On Pinocchio and Amanda.
On Tyler and Don Vito,
And Derrick and Billy.
But I heard him jump as he drove out of sight,
"Dumb Christmas to all, and to all a good moustache!"

1 comment:

matt said...

moving. very moving. (once again, a quiet saturday in the student center. he he)