‘Twas the week before Christmas and, hanging my head,
I realized I was frightfully short on the bread.
With the world in the crapper I know I’m not alone
but I felt bad, all the same, as I applied for more loans.
With dollar signs floating above my warm bed,
I could not fall asleep, because all through my head
I was trying to think of just what I could get
for my friends and my family, gifts they wouldn’t forget.
I knew that the mall was beyond my cash flow
and besides, it was just too damned crowded to go.
I could bake, though I’m horrid, and give everyone treats
though I knew they would melt under my airplane seat.
All my beads, and my paper, and craft-making things
are still sitting in Michigan, so no help do those bring.
Excuses! Thought I, as I surfed through the net,
there must be some good, thoughtful gifts I could get!
Everything that I thought of just sounded so lame.
I’d be handed a present, and hand back none of the same!
Oh what could I do, I was filled with much stress.
How could I get out of this holiday mess?
After thinking, and thinking, and lamenting my woe,
I’ve not thought of a direction in which I can go.
So please, friends and family, don’t think I forgot.
Please remember – the thing that counts most is the thought!
And much thoughts I do have for your holiday cheer –
Have the Merriest of Merry, and a Happy New Year!
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