I tried to write you a family Christmas story
you know, like the ones others send around?
But I couldn’t seem to find much joy
in the memories of this year that were found.
Stories should have happy endings right?
They should be filled with joy the read brings.
But everytime I started to write
I couldn’t think of too many family joy filled things.
My children don’t seem to visit!
my favorite dog ran away!
I fell and broke my ankle!
and had to quit my job along the way!
My best pet rooster Doodle Boy
got killed by some bird or such!
I guess there isn’t anything to write about
It’s filled with misery, death and hurts discuss!
My cholesterol is now reading off the charts!
everything I eat gives me indigestion, cramps and farts!
My hair is short and looks like a rats lived in nest!
I’m in the hospital, and my health isn’t really doing its best!
So I haven’t really much to say
other than have a, ‘Blessed Holiday! ‘
May peace on earth and good will towards man
be better then sitting in a hospital, on this cold metal bedpan!
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