A Christmas Memory   4 comments

A Christmas Memory

Otherwise known as : The Smelly Christmas Tree

(Based on a true story – Yes, this really did happen…, just this way!)


 Eric’s apartment, Loomis St., Chicago


Eric, Mom, Paul, Grandma, Greg & Flopsy (the bunny)


Christmas Eve about 15 years ago


Twas the night before Christmas

And, oh, what a stink

Many were nauseous

Some bent over the sink.

The stockings were hung out the window to air

And later that night Eric’s shoes joined them there.

Flopsy looked for a clothes pin,

Her nose twitching like crazy

As the air around us

Was growing more hazy.

Mom and Paul were nestled all snug in their beds

White visions of limburger cheese danced in their heads.

With Nana, her kerchief covering her nose

And Greg seeking relief by smelling his toes.

When Eric arose and caused such a clatter

He said, “enough is enough, we’re ending this matter”

He sprang from the futon and got down on his knee

And took a final whiff of the putrid tree.

He dragged it through the door and down to the curb

Where he and Greg examined it “Eureka!!! A dogturd!”

At last the problem was solved

And all could breathe right

So Merry Christmas to all

And to all a good night.

(With aplogies to Clement C Moore)







Posted December 21, 2012 by PapaBear in Humor, Other Art, Poetry

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4 responses to “A Christmas Memory

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  1. Very touching.

  2. 🙂

  3. You are so great Paul!

    • Thanks Sheri. I actually wrote this shortly after the event occurred, not wanting to forget any detail. I have to say though, that WAS the smelliest (is that a word?) tree I’ve ever been exposed to!
      Happy Holidays.

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