By Kevin Clark ‘Twas the week before holidays and on my PC 200 emails for me to see I got so excited, I fell of my chair Somebody loves me, somebody cares

But, I should have remembered what happened before It was the same as last year. Only this time there’s more. I had 200 emails, each with the same theme It was all way too much, I could almost scream

Every new message had the same first line “Twas the night before (whatever)” For the 200th time It seem that each year the creative juices flow But after hours of typing there’s nothing to show.

So we try to remember and suddenly recall The only Christmas Rhyme that’s known to all. “I’ll write a spoof” we say to our self As we grab the thesaurus from the dusty bookshelf

We write about leftovers that we eat for a week. We write about shopping and our poor aching feet There’s Christmas in Texas and building the toy house All sent to cyberspace at the click of a mouse

So how about, this year, we do something strange. We stop sending emails and talk for a change. Talk to friends or strangers if you like. Say “MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.”

By Kevin Clark, Copyright 2003