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Christmas

The Day After Christmas

Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house, 
Every creature was hurtin' even the mouse.

The toys were all broken, their batteries dead; 
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.

Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor, 
While upstairs the family continued to snore.

And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans, 
I went into the kitchen and started to clean.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, 
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash, 
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear, 
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.

The driver was smiling, so lively and grand; 
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. POSTMAN."

With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox. 
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.

Bill after bill, after bill, they still came. 
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:

"Now Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and Sears 
Here's Robinson's, Levitz's and Target's and Mervyn's.

To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall, 
Now chargeaway--chargeaway--chargeaway all!"

He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.  
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.

He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road, 
Driving much faster with just half a load.

Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer, 
"ENJOY WHAT YOU BOUGHT.......
YOU'LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!"

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