( With my apologies to Bing ) On Holiday Shopping:
Oh, give me stores , lots of stores under malls above,
Don't stress me out.
Let me shop through the wide open aisles that I love,
Don't stress me out.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' please ,
Listen to the children at the Christmas trees,
Don't elf me off and I ask you please,
Don't stress me out.
Just turn me loose, let me waddle in the Walmart ,
Underneath my own shoe laces,
Elbow my way through the masses, let me flounder to the counter,
Till I see the cashier's faces,
Don't elf me off.
I want to shop for the sales when the year commences,
And gaze at the prices till I lose my senses
And I can't look at labels and I can't stand menses,
Don't stress me out.
Stop.
Santa, don't you stress me out.
5 comments:
Amen....I love it
that was written just for me...thanks
Love it
Loved the Frosty Poetry...and the great snaps. (Makes me a little homesick, even though I'm having a fantastic time over here.)
Hey! How did I get a name like Jasmine!!!? I don't where pink. Johnny
Some people just don't know how type at all......
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