fredag 3. desember 2010

Christmas Poem

High expectations


It's almost dark
let christmas start,
look everywhere
he's got to be here.

Prancer's hungry
need some food,
the gift's must be ready
Wrapped and glued.

Empty bed
Santa's in his sled,
smiling to the night
do you see the blinking light?

Time is here
open presents everywhere,
another sock
what a shock.

Take down the decorations
i guess i had to high expectations,
all in all I got some socks to wear
now it's time to look forward to next year.