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HUMOR: Christmas for MomsFrom: AnnMarie (anonymous@obgyn.net)Fri, 5 Dec 1997 10:44:04 -0600
> > TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS (for Moms) > > > > 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thru the abode > > only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode. > > The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds, > > while visions of Nintendo 64 and Barbie, flipped through their heads. > > The dad was snoring in front of the TV, > > with a half-constructed bicycle on his knee. > > So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter, > > which made her sigh, "Now what's the matter?" > > With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand, > > she descended the stairs, and saw the old man. > > He was covered with ashes and soot, which fell with a shrug. > > "Oh great," muttered the mom, "Now I have to clean the rug." > > "Ho-ho-ho!" cried Santa, "I'm glad you're awake." > > "Your gift was especially difficult to make." > > "Thanks, Santa, but all I want is some time alone." > > "Exactly!" he chuckled, "I've made you a clone." > > "A clone?" she asked, "What good is that? > > Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit-chat." > > The mother's twin. Same hair, same eyes, > > same double chin. "She'll cook, she'll dust, " > > she'll mop every mess. You'll relax, take it easy, > > watch The Young & the Restless." "Fantastic!" the mom cheered. > > "My dream come true! "I'll shop. I'll read., I'll sleep a whole night > > through! " > > From the room above, the youngest began to fret. > > "Mommy?! I scared... and I 'm wet." > > The clone replied, "I'm coming, sweetheart." > > "Hey," the mom smiled, "She knows her part." > > The clone changed the small one, and hummed a tune, > > as she bundled the child, in a blanket cocoon. > > "You the best mommy ever. " I really love you." > > The clone smiled and sighed, "I love you, too." > > The mom frowned and said, "Sorry, Santa, no deal. " > > That's my child's love, she's trying to steal." > > Smiling wisely Santa said, "To me it is clear, " > > Only one loving mother, is needed here." > > The mom kissed her child, and tucked her into bed. > > "Thank you, Santa, " for clearing my head. > > I sometimes forget, it won't be very long, > > when they'll be too old, for my cradle-song." > > The clock on the mantle began to chime. > > Santa whispered to the clone, "It works every time." > > With the clone by his side Santa said, "Goodnight. > > Merry Christmas, Mom, You'll be all right."
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