βTwas the night before Christmas,
And all through the house.
Not a smell from the kitchen
Nor a crumb for a mouse.
No stockings were hung
So the fireplace is bare,
And we know that Saint Nick
Better not be there.
Overflowing with gifts
Is our naked Christmas tree, π
But these peopleβs stomachs
Wonβt stop their grumbling pleas.
Thereβs an abundance of LOVE
Radiating through our home,
so they better Eat this pre-made Turkey
And leave me alone!! ππ€ͺπ€£π

This is the Turkey for our Christmas dinner π¬π₯΄π€£ππ€£ππ€£
Merry Christmas yβall!
Stassi





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