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Array ( [sid] => 28523 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => To Buy or Not to Buy [time] => 2003-12-03 14:30:21 [hometext] => Some people know the art [bodytext] => The time of the year I know has come
to check my list of last year's sum,
Who got me what and spent a lot,
Who got me junk, they're good as sunk.

I do not turn the other cheek,
Slap me once, the door you seek,
Even is as even does,
You play it fair or you're not there.

From what I see, first off the bat,
My cousin Sidney is a rat,
I got him gloves to warm his hands,
He got me naught but rubber bands.

Cousin Zel, what the hell,
Her husband died, and he was swell.
Last year they got me drum and tool,
It's only right, for her a jewel.

And so it goes, my auntie May,
Cheap as dirt and looks like clay,
For her I'll get a book to bake
A subtle hint for her to take.

For twenty people, I must buy,
A gift to which I must comply,
Don't underdo but over, too
Would be a stictly act, taboo.

Christmas comes but once a year,
For that, I'm one to give a cheer,
It gets me crazy til I'm done
No way I see, a bit of fun.

I'm sure you all just do it right,
Takes no longer than one night,
Everybody thinks you're great,
I'm sure they'll mark me down with hate. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 246 [topic] => 7 [informant] => norm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
To Buy or Not to Buy

Contributed by norm on Wednesday, 3rd December 2003 @ 02:30:21 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



The time of the year I know has come
to check my list of last year's sum,
Who got me what and spent a lot,
Who got me junk, they're good as sunk.

I do not turn the other cheek,
Slap me once, the door you seek,
Even is as even does,
You play it fair or you're not there.

From what I see, first off the bat,
My cousin Sidney is a rat,
I got him gloves to warm his hands,
He got me naught but rubber bands.

Cousin Zel, what the hell,
Her husband died, and he was swell.
Last year they got me drum and tool,
It's only right, for her a jewel.

And so it goes, my auntie May,
Cheap as dirt and looks like clay,
For her I'll get a book to bake
A subtle hint for her to take.

For twenty people, I must buy,
A gift to which I must comply,
Don't underdo but over, too
Would be a stictly act, taboo.

Christmas comes but once a year,
For that, I'm one to give a cheer,
It gets me crazy til I'm done
No way I see, a bit of fun.

I'm sure you all just do it right,
Takes no longer than one night,
Everybody thinks you're great,
I'm sure they'll mark me down with hate.




Copyright © norm ... [ 2003-12-03 14:30:21]
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Re: To Buy or Not to Buy (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Wednesday, 3rd December 2003 @ 05:19:33 PM AEST
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Gee Norm, this is definitely a great poem.
I don't like the ending though, 'cause no one could ever hate "The Norm," present or not.
Everytime you post a write...everyone thinks you're all right! So Christmas, or no Christmas for you and me......
I'll package all your great poems and ribbon them nice....and place them under my tree. When I open them, 'til be....a present from you for all eternity!
Did you apologize to Santa for your lttle white lies? Not many days left...you'd better hurry for he will want you to apologize! You wouldn't want a piece of coal from Wyoming in your sock would You? Better fess up and be true, or it mght end up being a rock!
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Re: To Buy or Not to Buy (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Thursday, 4th December 2003 @ 05:37:35 AM AEST
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enjoyed this..


Re: To Buy or Not to Buy (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Friday, 5th December 2003 @ 01:43:22 PM AEST
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Come on now norm, this ain't like you
to let things get you down
all you need's a present or two
to tote around the town

All the ones I got last year
the ones that made me sick
I put 'em in a box to clear
them next year very quick

I made full notes upon a pad
who sent which bit of gear
and being quite a clever lad
to whom they'd go next year.

bob




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