Morning before xmas
Twas the morning before xmas
and all through my house
not a creature was stirring
except my cats and their mouse.
The stockings were packed
in their boxes this year
Because this xmas season
I'm up to my rear.
And Radford was snuggled
all down in his den
Meaning Dylan was king
of the complex again.
With eggnog in hand,
and no one to toast
I'd just settled down
for a little blog post.
When on my computer
there arose such a clatter
I clicked on my email
to see what was the matter.
Someone had sent me
themselves in disguise
as an elf of dear Santa
with big bulging eyes.
Chuckling a little
I turned to my blog
Scrolling through the year's post
to see what I've logged.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a gamut of stories--not so bad of a year!
In January, for instance,
I headed to Philly
with Praxis and Y arms
climbing steps willy nilly.
And the rest of the year
in the cranky hall of fame
I'll shorten and simply
list them by name:
Damn Catbirds, OUT CP, and what's with Texas shabbats?
Dreams of aliens, hippos, McSteamy, and marmots.
Goodbye G, Hello running, Chinese and the burbs
Kimday, Lubbock, Fence Rider, and Bizarro Catbirds
Not as wild as last year
but who's keeping track?
At least I have finally
come to terms with my "rack."
Don Eduardo remains happy
He's had a great run (no pun intended)
but for 2008
I'm accepting my buns
And this poem could go on
but I'm into brevity
Happy xmas to all
or at least "wine up" like me!
and all through my house
not a creature was stirring
except my cats and their mouse.
The stockings were packed
in their boxes this year
Because this xmas season
I'm up to my rear.
And Radford was snuggled
all down in his den
Meaning Dylan was king
of the complex again.
With eggnog in hand,
and no one to toast
I'd just settled down
for a little blog post.
When on my computer
there arose such a clatter
I clicked on my email
to see what was the matter.
Someone had sent me
themselves in disguise
as an elf of dear Santa
with big bulging eyes.
Chuckling a little
I turned to my blog
Scrolling through the year's post
to see what I've logged.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a gamut of stories--not so bad of a year!
In January, for instance,
I headed to Philly
with Praxis and Y arms
climbing steps willy nilly.
And the rest of the year
in the cranky hall of fame
I'll shorten and simply
list them by name:
Damn Catbirds, OUT CP, and what's with Texas shabbats?
Dreams of aliens, hippos, McSteamy, and marmots.
Goodbye G, Hello running, Chinese and the burbs
Kimday, Lubbock, Fence Rider, and Bizarro Catbirds
Not as wild as last year
but who's keeping track?
At least I have finally
come to terms with my "rack."
Don Eduardo remains happy
He's had a great run (no pun intended)
but for 2008
I'm accepting my buns
And this poem could go on
but I'm into brevity
Happy xmas to all
or at least "wine up" like me!
Labels: bizarro catbirds, boobs, Catbirds, cp, Don Eduardo, dylan, fencerider, lubbock, marmot, radford, running, shabbat, xmas
posted by Cranky at 12:06 PM
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