‘Twas the day before Disney and all thru the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a…well, we don’t talk about those things.

The bags were brought down from the closet with care,

but we were too busy with other stuff to see them there.

And Mama with her stress-induced canker sores, and Dad with his bags (under the eyes that is)

both settled down for a long winter’s nap (in our dream’s).

When, what to our wondering eyes should appear,

But an expensive airplane and eight tiny Disney characters.

With a little old driver so lively and quick-y,  I knew in a moment it must be Mickey.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came (what is a courser any way?),

And he whistled, and shouted and called them by name,

"Now, Goofy!  Now, Minnie!  Now, Donald and Pluto!  On, Buzz!  On, Pooh Bear!  On, Ariel and Woody!"

"To the top of the castle!  To top of the ship!  Now dash away! Dash away!  Dash away, quick!"

And we all did exclaim as we flew out of sight, "Merry Disney to all and to all a great trip!"Mickey2_1

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3 responses to “A Christmas Poem”

  1. Derek Smith Avatar
    Derek Smith

    So, if Mickey is really a…well you know, and he stands at least 6 feet tall, and I assume (like Santa) he will appear in more then one location simultaneously. AND there is a certain someone (who we love and cherish) that is deathly afraid of…well you know, is this the best idea for our family vacation?
    Is anyone else concerned?

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  2. Mom Avatar
    Mom

    I’m as concerned as Derek. Just remember that panic attacks are not fatal. Prescription drugs might be an option. . .
    Very cute poem, Meredith. Perhaps the bags and canker sores will disappear with a sprinkling of magic from the Kingdom.
    Happy Memories, Happy Vacation, Happy Disney!
    Love to you and “traveling mercies” (as author Anne Lammott writes . . .) Mom

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  3. Derek Smith Avatar
    Derek Smith

    So, I’ve contemplated the situation and I’ve realized that Mickey strikes no fear into those with rodent anxiety because he smiles all the time and has nary a trace of fur on him. So instead of poison and other untold measures of removing the critters, I’m going to convince them to shave and get some dental work…
    I’m sure that will work.

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