‘Tis the perfect day to reflect on Christmas in the spirited mindset of an Oliver Twist-era poem (inspired by Barney Stinson and Ted Mosby, of course)
“To Grandma’s house we go!” the children gleefully shouted on a morning so chilly,
and fortunately for all of them, the trek wasn’t too hilly
With the sun shining bright, everyone packed their cars with gifts wrapped altogether neatly,
they knew each person would enjoy their presents completely and clearly
The food was delicious, all warm and toasty,
that the chaotic bustling was reduced to a setting quite cozy
A wine rack here, a signed book there, memories were created with tears of joy,
then the Griswolds took over with scenes of comedic madness, oh boy!
An elaborate fort was built, no parents allowed,
this made the children so happy and ecstatically proud
Once the feast was eaten, presents opened and thanks were said all around,
we made sure not to forget about the man with the golden birthday crown
After all, it was a day to celebrate the son of G-O-D
by gazing at the stunning ornaments on our beloved Christmas tree!
I Hope Everybody Had a Merry Christmas!!