I have posted this poem before. And to be honest I love it so much because my Mama loves it so much. Please enjoy my silly poem about me on Christmas Eve Morning. Christmas Eve Morning a poem: (to the tune of Twas The Night Before Christmas) On the morning before Christmas, although the house, […]
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Christmas Eve (a poem)
On the morning before Christmas, although the house, Emily was stirring, you’d think she was a mouse! She bolted to the coffee maker to make sure it was running and made lots of squealing noises when she saw the coffee coming. She ran down the stairs in a fit and a hurry- not a care […]
