A Madison Tale
A nostalgic smile, a far a way look,
’tis somewhat painful to remember,
How I was still without any gifts,
This time last December.
My friends had thought me idle,
My colleagues thought me lazy,
My kids had thought me suicidal!
My wife just called me crazy.
But I had searched and searched, I swear!
Shopped and shopped, and got nowhere,
For no matter the bargain, or the item I’d see,
There simply was nothing that appealed to me.
So there I was on that snowy eve,
Nary a knitted red sweater up my sleeve,
Suffice it to say, all kidding aside,
I came ever so close to sleeping to outside!