All ‘round the house-top, lights still blink.
Sort of pretty, don’t you think?
Christmas is over, but they can wait
I think April will be just great.
Chorus:
Oh - Ho - Ho, To - morr - ow,
Oh - Ho - Ho, To - morr - ow!
Tomorrow is good, next week is great,
Next month is better. Procrastinate!
O’er on the table, the cards still sit,
One is signed, but that’s about it.
The holiday letter will be done soon,
In time to get out by the end of June.
(Chorus)
We’re making cookies and fudge and more
Ready to pass out door-to-door.
If they’re too late as a Valentine,
Saint Paddy’s day will do just fine.
(Chorus)
Presents are hidden under the bed,
In closets, trunks and in the shed.
There’ll be something for all of us
If we can find them by Procrastivus.
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2 comments:
We are simpatico. That's very alarming. And depressing.
Sure you weren't a poetry major? ;)
Hooray for Procrastivus! I assume all members of the GAA are thrilled with this holiday celebrating one of the key parts of their creed. I assume that the date is also one of those unfixed ones (like Thanksgiving always falling on a different date). Perhaps "Procrastivus will heretofore fall on the first available day following the completion of all gift and goodie preparation." Hmmmm
I need to make it down to visit sometime. Since the holidays are in full swing for you, maybe it'll be a caroling visit....but don't hold your breath. :)
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