Imagine a year without any nutcrackers?
I have searched all the boutiques
Seeking one more nutcracker
Last year there were two Latino women
Who blocked me and then went off laughing
Having grabbed all of them!
Another year I went to a Church sale
And my box with the tender things
Was left on the sidewalk
As i was once more captured
By Janet and her aunt Candy
They have stopped showing up
Not that I trust them at all
I saw some of my little ones
On display at some women's
Exhibition at her Chamber of commerce
I have lots of things to put on display
But those nutcrackers which i collected
Instead of clowns have all flown
Into someone else mantle
I actually found just one this year
While I was working through the store
I saw him standing there
And cautiously approached
Sure, enough it was a nutcracker
Disguised as a snowman!
Well, no one else noticed
In a year of frugality
Those new store-bought ones
Are not the same as the used
And old antique ones we seek
The true collector.
He reminded me of the year
My Forestry father who had
Worked on his Engineering degree
Only to have a wife who always
Had another idea about things.
Where to live or what to do.
He ended up working for the Forestry dept
Fighting fires and water management
Was not the same as building bridges
And then we ended up living
On a Christmas tree farm.
Those trees were tricky
And they were easily damaged
I started cutting down one of them
And then my brothers joined
Recreating the ones that would
Not be sold at all
Into snowman
Each one was trimmed
Resemble a family member
Tall skinny dad started off
And then round mama
Each child was getting worked
Into the story line as we went
Through the lost and found
Looking for clothes to dress
Our family of flocked trees
It was Christmas eve
And no one wanted any of these
My mother was going back and forth
And watched the family grow
She was confused at first
How often her brain did not keep
Up with what was happening
Her parents dismay turned into reality
She had brain cancer which caused
So much of the families' problems
Finally, she could not stand it any longer
The police arrived to find out what was going on
And then the grandparents were found standing
In front of them as we finished off
The entire line of them
They were appalled she had run away
Christmas eve she was in a hotel room.
Again, we had not understood to stress
Her out with our child play
Father of course was helping
Quietly from behind the scenes
By morning there were three additional
Snowmen in the formation
Of the two grandparents in law
And his own father as one family
Ha, ha it was so funny.
She could not stand it
But the sandcastles got more elaborate
As the talented artists wanted to practice
They never did get another chance
As disaster hit our family.
But the memory brought tears.
There is no Christmas being celebrated
In most of Russia as it is not yet
Christmas as their calendar is different
Only in Ukraine did the Orthodox world
Get dragged unnecessarily into the West
For the sake of the media
They put on a display
When in fact it will be two more weeks
Before they will have their religious
Celebration along with the rest of the East
Who still have conflicting calendars
But Hannukah will end on the 26th.
My Y has been closed for the holidays
I have to wait to swim
Everyone else must be mad
Those who are exercise nuts.
Anyways I spent X eve
Washing my clothes
Since my residence shut down
The laundry room.
And then I went to the grocery store
I was out of half and half
For my coffee
A disaster on its own.
I ended up finding things I needed.
Of course, but could not bring home
The 75 percent off flowers
They had orchids on sale
And rose pots which would
Well put me back a few more bucks
Instead, I had to walk around the full grown
Girls in their pajamas
The kind you wear in front of the fire
On Christmas morning
But it is X eve and they had to go to the store
So, they put them on and wandered around
Causing the men putting up items
Some amount of distress
Worse than the bikinis that show up
Anyways I got back by noon.
Feeling terrible
They gave me the flu shot
And I am not feeling well.
I was just thinking it would be a quiet
Weekend but then the fire alarm
Went off again and again.
The fire department did show up
All of them
They must not have had anything to do
There was a fire on the third floor
Which they put out quickly.
While we sat out in the cold
Getting sicker by the minute
Buckingham was set on fire
Just a tiny one and put out
Not a good year for Charles either
Moscow keeps getting hit as well
A fire here and a fire there
At least the White house
Has not been burnt down again.
What is next?
No nutcrackers nor laundry room.
Really it is more than a girl
Can handle
Just make sure Jimmy does not show up.
I have a few surprised for him
He wont like them
I got a airfryer
For my end of the year
Reward from this crazy place
I bought some tatter tots
To try out this new device.
I am not sure what is worse
The microwave or this air thing
I want traditional cooking.
Please no more fires
Unless it is Jimmys house
Or Candys house.
Firebugs both of them.
I have watched a few houses
Burn down due to one of them.
Expresso is what I am drinking
Something neither of them will touch.
Dear Santa
Please don't trip but perhaps
That one house that deserves
Lumps of coal
Could have a whole bucket full of them
And well on their way to igniting
Last year I just wanted Jimmys head on a platter
This year I don't want to spend next year
Thinking about him nor waiting for him
I used to ask for kittens
Only to watch them die
Or worse things occur
Betty A even took
My prize blue egg laying chicken
And made chicken soup out of it.
A blue ribbon it earned
But don't worry about cruel people
God has plans for them
When he gets his hand on them.
Which he will do one day
When they die.
Too many people have died
This year from too many things
100 million cases of CVD 19
In America alone
Not to mention all those shootings
Even at Mall America on X eve.
Well tomorrow is just one day
Which I plan to spend alone!
With no interruptions!
If I don't die from pneumonia
Which the doctor refuses to diagnose
I will be working towards disappearing
From Jimmys life
And all those daughters
I did not give birth
Who don't show up
Unless they can rob my wallet
And take my pretty clothes
Just one cat please
Who can survive
And eat a few of the big rat humans!
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