Where is Aunt Margret? (Holiday delight!)
by TheTesticularPrancer (Member) - published: December 2, 2008
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Mistletoe is hanging
And everybody's singing,
Summer's already long gone.
The Christmas tree is hiding
Under its bright shining
Ribboned gay tidings for all,
Better get busy
And decorate like crazy.
The neighbor's are competing with us
I'm really really glad
Not ever ever sad!
Getting all of the presents that I want
Snowball fights and ice-skating,
Happy times and fun making
Everyone is getting along.
Candy canes and brownies,
Raisin covered cookies,
Icing covered goodies for all.
Everybody listen
Santa's bringing presents,
Over the river and through the woods tonight
Hurry up and go to bed!
Fun is dancing in our heads,
Uncle Tom is looking for Aunt Margret...
Cannot sleep a single wink
Kicking sheep and counting dreams,
My nerves are keeping me awake all night.
Everybody still awake
Down in the kitchen eating cake?
I guess I made it down here just in time
Laughing with the family
Deliriously caroling,
Oh, what fun it is to laugh and play,
Yodeling into the night
Experiencing such delight,
Santa Claus is surely on his way!

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Reverend Antinormalità

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The following comments are for "Where is Aunt Margret? (Holiday delight!)"
by TheTesticularPrancer

where is aunt margret?
Something rings of hope in me with this poem. I'm an old guy and this is a painting of christmas 1958 anywhere USA. Speaks to a simpler time maybe not a better one. The innocent, unsullied, innocuos celebration sans PC sentiments is a just fine. I can't be blamed for trying to have this poem be the script for Christmas with my own family. As was mentioned in another string - about Methodists - we like Christmas. Thanks and surely Santa is coming.

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: December 3, 2008 )

jonpenny, Holiday Delight!
Thank you Mr.jonpenny for sharing my nostalgia. You do not find that too often these days. That is exactly what I was going going for, memories.

I know it may seem overly sentimental but I long for the old days, for they hold such a special place in my heart.

We never could figure out why Aunt Margret kept disappearing. We always assumed that she had a drinking problem she was hiding from us. She would disappear from time to time and could not be found for hours?

I don't suppose every family is perfect, but she did always return merry for Christmas!

( Posted by: TheTesticularPrancer [Member] On: December 4, 2008 )

Tinalouise, Holiday delight sugar and spice to sister!
Tina,I really like that line too "kicking sheep and counting dreams".
I know it's a sappy poem but I think most Christmas poems are a little overly sentimental and corny. I hate most Christmas poems.
I couldn't help but write such a sugary poem around this time of year.

I guess I get a little taken away again with the excitement of Christmas as does my Aunt Margret.

Merry Christmas, happy holidays and candy canes my sister!

Reverend Antinomian

( Posted by: TheTesticularPrancer [Member] On: December 5, 2008 )

Your Sappy-ness Runneth OVER...
WOW---This is over the top so gosh darn goofy sappy, Prancer-- that I just had to give you a ten for the CHUTZPAH of being G-d awful, sorry, but like you mentioned to Penelope in another one of your masterpieces, about how "brave" she was to tell you the truth, I must tell you too, this stinks....

....though I can understand your sentiments and excitement, I get excited about things too, but sugary is not the problem here, the writing is the problem, but I do congratulate you for your great love and OBSESSION with Aunt Margret and whatever it was she was really doing?

As to your comment to me on your other "poem" re: Ruffle my "tail" feathers, indeed! My "tail" feathers have been ruffled so much that they are as hard as bricks and are not easily ruffled... Quote the RAVEN; NEVERMORE! ..........thank you;-)

( Posted by: TheRealKarmaTseringLhamo [Member] On: December 5, 2008 )

~*~Ooh! What an Xmas!~*~
Yes, this poem stinks. It is terrible. But I think that most, if not all, Christmas poetry is crap. I am merely aiming here to be at the top of the trash heap. King of the mountain! Ha! HAHAHAA!!

By the way, my Aunt Margaret was missing again this year! Where does she keep disappearing to?

Jollies and Holly! Merry Christmas and to all a good night!

( Posted by: TheTesticularPrancer [Member] On: December 25, 2008 )

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