Jim Cejka
Kristmas Kringle
Twas the week before Christmas, and everyone's gassed.
Months of intense shopping, are now gone and past.
Presents for kids and grandkids, have now been amassed.
We can sit back and veg, it's almost over, at last.
But wait, the bell rings, We're stirred by its jingle.
It's FedEx, our favorite aunt in Wisconsin, has sent us a Kringle.
OMG, quick check our list, this favorite aunt? How could she have been missed?
Now what, let's think? We need to send something, quick as a wink.
To the Net, Amazon, LLBean, or the mall.
We've got to do something, it's Christmas, for her too, after all.
We look and we think, with all of our might, for her, that something, needs to be just right.
She has most everything, she's a spry ninety-two, so now, at this time, what can we do?
We browse and we pace, hoping the Internet will be our saving grace.
Finally a thought . . . something delivered.
To cover the miles, and, hopefully, bring her a Christmas of smiles.
We'll send her a flower, one of those red ones, a yule-time tradition,
It'll make her happy, and save us from perdition.
So the problem is solved, the crisis is past, and we can continue, vegging and gassed.
Another Christmas is come, and this time we're set.
Thanks to electronics, it's the best Christmas yet.
So until next year, we await our delight,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night.
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