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With Apologies to Clement C. Moore
 (photo clickable) T'was the night before Thursday and all through the house not a puppy was stirring, too pooped to pounce The children were watching "the Amazing Race" Their happiness evident, right on their face. Mama was in bed, she can't stay up late Dad came up later, after he ate. When down in the kitchen were thundering paws K-thunk, k-thunk, crash, midnight playtime, it's law! A grin on our faces and roll over in bed This is all normal, there's nothing to dread. Oh but this morning, as we descended the stairs We were met by the 6-Pack, with innocent stares. Dad's comments were quick and summerized all, Oh Shooter oh, Chaucer and Pepe, you too, Now Spencer, Chip and Sunny, what did you all do? Innocent puppies lined up in a row Amid piles of poop in the hallway below Then in a twinkling they turn and they fly to the living room, paper is waiting, IT MUST DIE! Six happy puppies, running playing and such they'd escaped and had fun, cleaning..too much! They'd shoved the x-pen enclosing their realm and conquered the main floor, Chip at the helm They jumped and they pounced, they pooped and they peed They hung out with Mom, probably having a feed Jim and I laugh, then make sure there are six If we had lost one we'd be in a fix The big dogs were kenneled, whew, no problem there but the dog door was operable to the cold air We start to corral them, lasso's assist Back to the kitchen, 'No sassiness, miss" Six wonderful bundles line up and sit they are all smiling, what wonderful wit! One of them yawns, followed by two and then three Let's nap now and plan for later, let's see.... Gayle Curtis |
