Friday, December 12, 2014

Quiet Christmas






I’m dreaming of a quiet Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
where my cocktail glistens
and no-one’s bitchin,
and we kiss on the couch like Eskimos.

I’m dreaming of a quiet Christmas
just like the ones we had before.
With eggnogg flowing
and friends all glowing,
and nobody is pooping on the floor.

I’m dreaming of a quiet Christmas
with every screaming car seat fight.
While the glow worm warbles
and I lose my marbles
Only to step on them at night.

I'm dreaming of a quiet Christmas
or maybe just one silent night.
But the sitter's busy
and I'm feeling dizzy
so I'll settle for merry and bright.




photo courtesy of http://www.goodasgoldws.co.uk/blog