Twas the Night Before Christmas

I got this poem in an e-mail from a Yahoo! group that I'm a member of. It's a group of women who used to crop at Recollections before it, sadly, closed last year. I thought it was so funny, I sent it to my scrapbooking friends, but I guess everyone is too busy with Christmas plans and work. So I'm posting it now along with a picture of why I think it's so funny!!!

Twas the night before Christmas, I'm glued to the tree.
I'm wondering what Santa brought just for me.
Could it be cardstock or chipboard or lace?
Or a Cricut, I said, with a smile on my face.
And that's when I heard him,
"Hi Santa, " I said
"You know....good little girls
Should be in their beds."
"I know I should Santa,
And now I've got caught.
But I was just so excited
To see what you brought."
"Well, let's take a look
In this room where you work. "
He shook his head quickly,
And left with a jerk.
I heard him exclaim
As he put it in gear.
"You've got enough crap,
I'll see you next year!"



Yeah - that really IS my scrapbook area. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!