vetteblondie wrote:
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GRIS wrote:

' TWAS THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS AND ALL THROUGH THE HOUSE---

We're so stuff from the food we can't fasten our blouse.

Pa in the recliner and me on the couch,
We're in our PJs still, just being a slouch

Leftovers on the counter, pie in the fridge
Booze in the cabinet, think I'll have just a smidge

Our heads all hurt, we all need a nap
The kids are too loud, bout to get out my strap

We're gripy and grumpy and full as a tick
I think the pie granny brought made me sick.

Back to work tomorrow, I dread it like heck
I might just call in and fake a broke neck