The following poem is based on actual people and events (of tonight) with some (but not many) elements of fiction
Twas the night before Christmas and things were not so nice
Almost everyone was puking, even the mice
Mother-in-Law was vomiting in a trash can
The smell so bad, we had to roll down the windows in the van
A while later, the littlest one spoke up from the back seat
and said "I'm sick"
then proceeded to puke on her feet (and coat, shirt, pants etc.)
Later both grandparents were puking in a tupperware bowl
the sickness was really starting to take it's toll
Finally round about 9 o'clock,
the washer had finished cleaning the sock (and coat, shirt, pants etc)
The kiddo's were snuggled all in their beds
& Daddy and Mommy popped some pills for their heads
Christmas Day was coming in just a few short hours
Here's hoping that sickness does not tomorrow sour.
Merry Christmas everyone, here's hoping yours is puke free :-)
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