Merry Christmas

'Tis Christmas, so I made a poem.

'Twas the year after Thanksgiving,

And all through the house,

There were four girls and each one

Was wearing a blouse.

With everyone quiet

And looking at Bob

Suddenly, for no reason

They all started to sob.

They had no idea why,

so they went out buy

At Target the store

Some Christmas decor

Even though the months 'til Christmas

Was four.

So they got a refund

For the stuff that they bought

And one of the girls in another's

Blouse tied a knot.

Knotted blouse girl got mad

'Cause she started a fad

To tie your blouse in a knot,

Though stylish it was not.

That is the end of the poem today,

So now you better go away.