On the second day of Christmas, her Tartness gave to us...
Two Tartlet Minis
and a Boy Toy on a Hay Bale...
Twas the night before Christmas
and out in the den
The cat was attacking
the lid of a pen
The tree gave a shaking
each time that she lept
and I wrapped my packages
while my family slept
When from the back room
I heard a faint hum
I swallowed my mouthful
of eggnog and rum
I perked up my ears
and listened once more
then I walked to her room
and I stood at the door
I heard a small giggle
and saw a flash of light
then I opened the door
and I glared at the sight
“If you're texting all night
then Santa won't come.”
She rolled up her eyes
Like I thought she was dumb
“Well you'll wake up your brother
if you don't go to bed.”
“I'm already awake.”
a scratchy voice said.
“Who do you think I was texting?”
My daughter asked me.
“Well you'll wake up your father,
So lights out, on three!”
And I heard the text clicking
As I shut both their locks
Merry Christmas to all
Even the cat in the box...
erm... sack, I mean...
Thing 1 says “Merry Christmas!”
Thing 2 says “Merry Christmas!”