Aftermath

Dishes, Dishwasher, Dirty, Kitchen
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T ‘was the night after Christmas and all through the house,

Some moaned with full bellies, and others were soused.

Piles of wrapping paper were scattered here and there,

The sound of electronic gaming was more than I could bear.

As I gazed upon piled dishes and to my despair

None were going to help me, as if they weren’t there

Saint Nick and his helpers now back at the Pole

Really don’t see their aftermath or know its toll.


This good natured humbug is brought to you by Padre

Have a happy Christmas

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