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'Twas The Day After Christmas...
Twas
the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurting-- even the mouse.
The
toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
Wrapping
and ribbons just covered the floor,
while Upstairs the family continued to snore.
And
I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
Went into the kitchen and started to clean.
When
out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.
Away
to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
When
what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
The
driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. POSTMAN."
With
a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox then
quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.
Bill
after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:
"Now
Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and
Sears Here's Levitz's and Target's and Mervyn's--all here!!
To
the top of your limit, every store, every mall,
Now chargeaway-chargeaway-chargeaway all!"
He
whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He
sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.
Then
I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
"ENJOY WHAT YOU GOT ... YOU'LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!"
Merry Christmas!
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