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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO
JOANNE AND LOUIS
T'was the night before
Christmas, when all through the nest,
Not a Cockatiel was
stirring they all seemed at rest.
The millet was hung by
the chimney with care
In hopes that old Hank
wouldn't pick it all bare;
The Lovebirds were nestled
all snug in their cage
While visions of kale and
chilli peppers did rage;
And Mama Chi Cha in the
corner and Sage on the perch
Had just settled down from
a pop corn search,
When out on the lawn there
rose such a clatter,
Billy Elliot let out a
shriek and Simon fell off his ladder.
Away to the window they
flew like a flash,
Bumped their beaks on a toy
and through their water did splash.
The moon was so bright and
was hung high in the sky
The boys were amazed and to
it's beauty did sigh,
When what to their
wondering eyes should appear,
But a big shiny red
Jeep all loaded with gear.
With a little old driver,
not so lively or quick,
They knew in a moment, St.
Nick must be sick.
More rapid than Linnies
his helpers they came
And he whistled and pleaded
and called them by name;
"Now Betty! now
Barney! Now, Sydney and Slick!
We must give out these
presents and we must do it quick.
To the top of the cage, be
careful don't fall
Joanne won't forgive me, if
you have to... just crawl".
So like good Christmas
Elves they started to fly
A voice screamed with
panic, "don't go so high"!
They flapped and they
flapped they literally flew,
With a Jeep full of toys
and old Louis too.
And then in a twinkling,
they heard the telephone ring
But Ray and Charlotte
were sleeping and didn't hear a thing.
They had just about given
up that the man would get in
When they heard a familiar chirp,
it was good ol' Pigpen!
She was dressed all in
feathers from her head to her feet
She was in much disarray,
but then she has never been neat
A bundle of goodies she
dragged with her beak
She looked weary and
tired and a rest she did seek.
Her eyes scanned the bird
room, she thought "it's not bad"
The cages could be better
if made by HER Dad,
Then behind her she heard a
grunting and growl
There stood Louis with a
terrible scowl.
The stump of a smoke he
held tight in his teeth,
He picked the holly from
his hair as he thought "damn wreath"!
He had mustard on his face,
and a pizza stain on his belly
He had just returned from a
trip to the deli.
He was slim for his age a
right jolly old elf
He'd be watching
hockey, if Santa had done this himself
But Joanne said "it's
Christmas and the birds need their treats"
Louis you must go to
Chester with Eggfood...NO SWEETS!
He spoke not a word, but
flashed a look at the boys
He filled all the food cups
and hung up some toys
Then laying a finger aside
of his chin
He said "Where did I
put those keys, I've lost them again"!
He ran to the Jeep,
then called to the flock
"It's a long way to Tiny
Rascals...get in and don't squawk"
But we heard him exclaim
as they sped out of sight
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO
ALL...WHO POOPED ON THE LIGHT?
Merry Christmas to you
both, with many thanks for the laughter and joy you have shared with
us over the past year.
Charlotte and Ray
P.S. Merry Christmas Jesse,
give your sweet little Cuddles a Christmas hug from us!
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