Two days ago t’was Christmas morning, and all through my home,
everyone tested positive for Excitement Syndrome.
The stockings were full with knickknacks and toys,
for two (not so little) girls and one little boy.
The children rushed down the stairs, all full of glee;
the gifts were piled high, under the tree.
Doc got a bike, Hazel got a whole lot of candy,
and I thought my new Doc Martens where really quite dandy.

Our relatives came at 8:24,
and then came the donuts, of which I adore.
Some of my gifts, I’ll list out below:
New jeans, face masks, and a butterbeer marshmallow.

I’d gotten The Stand by Stephen King,
and from my friend, a beautiful ring.

My mother got me a Simpsons-style piece of art,
the design and the detail were really quite smart.

After presents we went with some friends to see the new Spiderman movie,
I thought it was okay. Not really quite groovy.
The theater had food, I ordered a waffle,
It didn’t agree with the donut, so I felt a tad awful.
Into the car we piled so fast,
To escape from the snowy and rainy forecast.
The forecast was wrong, which surprised no one,
we only say clouds ’till out peeked the sun.
At home we prepped for the ultimate dinner,
potatoes, and carrots, and lobster, our winner.
We ate, and we ate, till we thought we’d burst at a seam,
and for dessert, we had delicious ice cream.
Then something surprising happened to us all:
Little flakes of snow began to fall.
My Christmas was great, It was just so much fun,
I can’t believe the year’s almost done.
I hope your holiday was all full of cheer,
And I for one, can’t wait till next year!