Twas the night before Christmas,I'm glued to the tree.
I'm wondering what Santa
brought just for me.
Could it be cardstock
or chipboard or lace?
"Or a Cricut," I said,
with a smile on my face.
And that's when I heard him,
"Hi Santa!" I said.
"You know ... good little girls
should be in their beds."
"I know I should Santa,
and now I've been caught.
But I was just so excited
to see what you brought."
"Well, let's take a look
in this room where you work."
He shook his head quickly,
and left with a jerk.
I heard him exclaim
as he put it in gear ...
"You've got enough crap,
I'll see you next year!"
~ anon
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