The Day After Christmas
Twas the Day After Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
The stockings weren’t hung by the chimney (who cared?), for it seems St. Nicholas had already been there.
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds, while visions of Star Wars danced in their heads.
And I all rested, and in my ball cap, ate some more turkey, and then took a nap.
The shopping is over, I’ve nothing to fear, except health costs and taxes on earnings this year.
Morty the One-Eared Bunny
by Johnathan Banta
(Sung to the tune of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reigndeer)
Morty the One-Eared Bunny, Was an asymetrically gifted freak. And if you checked his hearing, you would have to say it’s weak.
All of the other bunnies, used to laugh and call him names. They never let poor Morty, know when any predator came.
Then one foggy Easter Eve, Santa came to … Continue reading
worked in China this year cel phones galore, and tried an experiment.