Twas the night before Christmas, I'm glued to the tree,
I'm wondering what Santa brought for me.
Could it be cardstock or inkpads or lace?
Or some stamps, I said, with a smile on my face.
And that's when I heard him....
"Hi Santa," I said
He Replied, "You know.... good 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!"
Thanks Karen for the lovely card and the Holiday poem, I love it!!