Sunday, December 24, 2023

A Classic Dave Barry Christmas Eve Poem




'Twas the night before Christmas - Or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or whatever religious holiday your family unit celebrates this time of year via retail purchases

And all through the house

Not a creature was stirring

Except Dad, who was stirring his third martini

As he attempted to assemble a toy for his nine-year old son, Bobby.

It was a highly complex toy

A toy that Dad did not even begin to grasp the purpose of

A toy that cost more than Dad's first car

A toy that was advertised relentlessly on TV with a statement in the corner of the TV screen that said, SOME ASSEMBLY REQUIRED

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