Twas the night before Christmas Twas the night before Christmas, when all thru the abode Only one creature was stirring, she was cleaning the commode. The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds, while visions of Nintendo 64 & Barbie flipped through their heads. The dad was snoring in front of the TV, with a half-constructed bicycle propped on his knee. So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter, which made her sigh, Now what is the matter? With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand, She descended the stairs, & saw the old man. He was covered with ashes & soot, which fell with a shrug, Oh great, muttered the mom, Now I have to clean the rug. Ho Ho Ho! cried Santa, Im glad youre awake. your gift was especially difficult to make. Thanks, Santa, but all I that I want is time alone. Exactly! he chuckled, So, Ive made you a clone. A clone? she muttered, What good is that? Run along, Santa, Ive no time for chit chat. Then out walked the clone - The mothers twin, Same hair, same eyes, same double chin. Shell cook, shell dust, shell mop every mess. Youll relax, take it easy, watch The Young & The Restless. Fantastic! the mom cheered. My dream has come true! Ill shop, Ill read, Ill sleep a night through! From the room above, the youngest did fret. Mommy?! Come quickly, Im scared & Im wet. The clone replied, Im coming, sweetheart. Hey, the mom smiled, She sure knows her part. The clone changed the small one & hummed him a tune, as she bundled the child in a blanket cocoon. Youre the best mommy ever. I really love you. The clone smiled & sighed, And I love you, too. The mom frowned & said, Sorry, Santa, no deal. Thats my childs LOVE she is trying to steal. Smiling wisely Santa said, To me it is clear, Only one loving mother is needed here. The mom kissed her child & tucked her in bed. Thank You, Santa, for clearing my head. I sometimes forget, it wont be very long, when theyll be too old for my cradle & song. The clock on the mantle began to chime. Santa whispered to the clone, It works every time. With the clone by his side, Santa said Goodnight. Merry Christmas, dear Mom, You will be all right.
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 11:51:49 +0000