Once we started, we went without stopping -
Free Parking! The prices were dropping.
When we got home from being all wandery
We found ourselves in quite a quandary
Of massive amounts of his laundry
Before the clothes stunk up and molded,
And the boy would just need to be scolded.
Not to sound snobby and cocky,
But I wanted to watch Bruins hockey.
My kid didn't bother to mock me:
He was attached to the game console,
The virtues of which he could extoll
To Santa and elves at the North Pole.
I started to wrap all the presents
But got interrupted by events.
When I stopped, paper flying was intense.
But now I'm so tired there's Cheetah,
Whose fur looks a lot like Velveeta.
(Can you tell I sip lime Margarita?)
That's my story; I'm sticking to it.
I don't believe I'll wrap right through it.
It's late so I'm going to say, "Screw it."
The End
