This poem was sent to me via email, I dont know who wrote it but I hope you enjoy it!
Twas the night before Christmas,
I'm glued to the tree.
I'm wondering what Santa has brought just for me.
Could it be cardstock or chipboard or lace?
Or a Cricut, I said, with a smile on my face.
And that's when I heard him.
"Hi Santa, " I said.
"You know....good little girls should be in their beds."
"I know I should Santa,and now I've got caught.
But I was just so excitedTo see what you brought."
"Well, let's take a look in this room where you work.
He shook his head quickly,
And left with a jerk.
I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear.
"You've got enough crap, I'll see you next year!"
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