Sunday, December 24, 2017

'Twas the Night Before Christmas. . . .

The forecast calls for snowflakes. . .
stockings are hung for 
Purrsnickety, Deja Mew, and Oreo.

So all that's left to do
(besides make the fruit salad
and desserts for Christmas dinner)
is to wish you

The Very Merriest of Christmases
(and hugs if you're down or missing someone).

And if you're someone dear to me
whose name is Gail,
Happy Birthday!

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