Friday, December 25, 2009

Christmas Eve Evening

Twas the night before Christmas,
Two presents exposed.
No time until noticed,
Some darts and pipe hose.

The use of these gifts?
Just point, blow, and shoot.
But it's fun for sword fights
And baseball t'boot.

With a swing by the batter,
And slip of the grip.
The pipe flew through air,
Doing flip after flip.

The new hanging ornament,
Turned us round to view,
A small hole in the wall.
Merry Christmas to you!

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