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The day after Christmas is such a mess. Cleaning up is a chore. Here's what could happen. |
| T’ws the day after Christmas Went all through the House Not a place was clean In the entire house I looked all around to see where to start Then rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the mop When what to my wondering eye should appear But a note from grandchildren so close and so dear Grandmom take a seat we got this you hear They all took a room and the cleaning begun I could not contain myself watching them fly by No one was angry, and none were chewing gum Fortnight took a rest from its all-night run As everyone pitched in including my great-grandson In no time at all the house was all clear Of wrapping paper and boxes and toys just to name some Trash cans were empty, and floors were swept I had to grab my heart to slow down the beating in my chest Those same grandchildren that made such an awful mess Cleaned up my house so quickly I had to confess Christmas this year was indeed one of the best! |