Peggy
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Marty to so good at writing poems for other, I started this spoof based on "The Noght Before Christmas" Maybe someone else can complete it.
[SIZE=14pt]T'was the night before last, that's Monday of course,[/SIZE]
Not a creature was stirring, not n'ery a horse.
The Prancers all had been fed with great care.
And Jerry had just settled down in his chair.
Marty was in for the night but not yet in bed
While visions of Holly foaling ran through her head.
Jerry in his jeans. He'd pulled off his cap.
He was just thinking of taking a much needed nap.
Marty was watching the foal cam thinking Holly looked fatter
When Holly went down quick. Marty said, "What's the matter?"
Away to the barn, Marty almost took flight,
Tore open the door and turned on the light.
With the summer dew on the breast on the newly mowed grass,
Jerry shot out the door almost busting his _ _ _.
When what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But two miniature hoofs coming from Holly's rear.
(Sorry, but I couldn't pass up those rhyming words)
Jerry's a big guy, and he's lively and quick
So he grabbed those two hooves just in case they might stick
More rapid than eagles the little foal it came.
It wiggled and twisted and waited for his name.
Not Merry Beth, not Silver Belle, not Nick or Holly
Sorry, I didn't get any further.
I will finish it later.
[SIZE=14pt]T'was the night before last, that's Monday of course,[/SIZE]
Not a creature was stirring, not n'ery a horse.
The Prancers all had been fed with great care.
And Jerry had just settled down in his chair.
Marty was in for the night but not yet in bed
While visions of Holly foaling ran through her head.
Jerry in his jeans. He'd pulled off his cap.
He was just thinking of taking a much needed nap.
Marty was watching the foal cam thinking Holly looked fatter
When Holly went down quick. Marty said, "What's the matter?"
Away to the barn, Marty almost took flight,
Tore open the door and turned on the light.
With the summer dew on the breast on the newly mowed grass,
Jerry shot out the door almost busting his _ _ _.
When what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But two miniature hoofs coming from Holly's rear.
(Sorry, but I couldn't pass up those rhyming words)
Jerry's a big guy, and he's lively and quick
So he grabbed those two hooves just in case they might stick
More rapid than eagles the little foal it came.
It wiggled and twisted and waited for his name.
Not Merry Beth, not Silver Belle, not Nick or Holly
Sorry, I didn't get any further.
I will finish it later.