Me and the Missus decided this year
We’d make every grandchilds Christmas gift
Teach these young’uns what it’s all about
Maybe give their brain a slight shift
They’d learn about the REAL meaning of Christmas
As baby Jesus came and gave all to us
It’s all about giving of yourself
Not all this spending big bucks, fuss
So Gramma’s gonna make the girls dresses
Boy’s ‘ll get chaps with a tooled belt
Stuff they can use and learn to appreciate
That’ll make their little hearts melt
So Gramma goes to buy the material
Seems lots of other Gramma’s was doing the same
So the pattern and color she wanted was scarce
One ol’ hussy even called her a bad name
When they both reached for the same bolt of cloth
But Gramma got it grabbed up first
And that seemed to set off a panic in the store
Things went from bad to plumb wurst!
The store had to call in the police!
Claimed they was havin’ ‘em a riot
And a whole store full of older ladies
Had to go on that hoosegow diet!
I had to go in and bail her out
The cows didn’t get fed that day
She was still on the fight on the way home
She grouched and growled the whole way
Me?….. I had a better plan
I just ordered my stuff off the computer
A few sides of leather was all I’d need
Some of them cheap buckles made from pewter
And when them hides finally arrived
I opened the packages with a laugh
Then turned the air blue with my cussin’!
Which soon set off my better half
They’d sent the wrong dang leather!
And not enough for even one pair
And the price they charged was outlandish
I started to tear out my hair
I tried to order some more
The stores was all out of the right kind
We was fast runnin’ out of daylight
So… we had to up and change our mind
We had to do like every body else does
Yup… we went into that big ol’ town
And bought and spent like crazy people
Fought crowds and traffic with a frown
We both learned one thing for certain
And the moral lies here within If you want’a build homemade gifts
It better be before July when you begin!
Merry Christmas!!!!
Robert and Cindy
Dennisranch 
Great stuff, Robert, I’m grinning from ear to ear.
“Then turned the air blue with my cussin’!”.. been there, done that. A Mi-T-Fine piece of poetical writin there Mr. Dennis. It has got to be the Best on I have read in a spell. Great Job…In Case I forget, Merry Christmas to you an yours…
Thanks, you two!
Now that sure put a smile on my face! You all have a VERY Merry Christmas!
Oh I enjoyed your Christmas poem! Merry Christmas! You are building a new house!!! Fantastic…we built ours, so we know where all the mistakes are….I got some “stuff” I really wanted but no front porch…a patio…but no porch for sitting out when it is raining in the summer..or a spot to put my rocking chair:)
Well, get to building! 😀