SaucyKod

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

It was the Morn.....Eve of Christmas

It was the morn -
 eve Of Christmas
we're having a hoot
from the top of are heads
down to
 are olde rubber boots.
The house is all ship shape
der tree is ale trimmed
are cheeks are all rosy
we fancy a grin.
Church bells are ringing
the village is bright
we're all warm n happy
as we turn on der lights.
Da tree, she looks lovely
now's ders just dat waite
so dear old Santa
please......don't be late.
by SaucyKod

9 comments:

Linda Kay said...

Very cute poem, SK....sounds like my grandparents telling the story. Merry Christmas to you.

biebkriebels said...

Beautiful poem Lilly, made by yourself I suppose. Have a wonderfull time.
("Beantwoorden" means answer in english). Blogger is doing difficult things lately, so I don't know why you saw that.

DJan said...

Love your poem! Yes, Santa, don't be late. Merry Christmas to you and yours! :-)

Filip and Kristel said...

Santa Claus fishing, it is something else. Merry Christmas.

Greetings,
Filip

Countryside Tales said...

Merry Christmas from over the pond. Have a wonderful day x

Willow said...

Wishing for you and your loved ones happiness, joy and merriment for the holidays !
Hugs ,
Willow

Gail said...

Merrrrrry Christmas!

Red said...

Your poem sets the mood. Have a great Christmas

Linda Wildenstein said...

Love your sentiments and the photo for sure. Happy Christmas to you.