My good crafting friend, Loretta, shared a couple poems with me via email and I just HAD to share...thank you so much, Loretta, you made me giggle! HEE HEE!! Merry Christmas!
"Rubber calls... are you listening?
Glitter falls ... bright and glistening.. .
We're happy tonight,
Our future is bright...
Wading through our Rubber Wonderland.I
n the scrap room we can stamp a snow card,
Send it through the mail to a friend;
They'll say did you make it, we'll say "Yeah, and...
You can stamp one too, yes, you can!"
Later on, we'll conspire,
As we sit by the fire,
To face unafraid the mess that we made
Wading through our Rubber Wonderland."
'Twas the night before Christmas, I'm glued to the tree.
I'm wondering what Santa brought just for me.
Could it be cardstock or chipboard or maybe some lace?
"Or a Cricut?" I said, with a smile on my face.
And that's when I heard him, "Hi Santa, " I said
"You know....good little girls should be in their beds."
"I know I should Santa, and now I've got caught.
But I was just so excited to see what you brought."
"Well, let's take a look in this room where you work.
He shook his head quickly, and left with a jerk.
I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear.
"You've got enough crap, I'll see you next year!"