The Man Who Saved Christmas

‘Twas two days before Christmas, December twenty-the-third,

When gathered the B’s – yes, the whole family herd!

Christmas Eve-Eve was chosen as the celebration date,

Since Jenny the nurse would have no patients to sedate.

Landing on Saturday came Jessica from White Rock

Fetched by both Stoners at about four o’clock.

Poor Jasper, however, was still stuck in the UK;

We missed him but did Skype with the Thrussells that day.

Arrived next were Baums with coffee, breakfast and child

Then fast on their heels followed three Easleys who styled —

Their holiday jammies and ‘nog (but no chicken livers).

Bub would be late cuz he had a tractor to deliver.

 

He would join us later — we knew it for sure,

(Although our flat tree held for him scant allure.)

We’d promised him prime rib, mashed spuds and brown gravy,

Plus, homemade eggnog from his lovely wife Amy.

Not the least of our gang were a couple of Stoners;

Matt and Jenny comprised the last of the donors.

They brought us more beverages, filling the fridge

Which now barely had room; just a wee little smidge.

Our punkins had not seen the aunties for a time

So they frolicked, and fumbled and began all to climb.

And as much as all that was entertaining and fun,

Oma proposed some fresh air where all could go run!

We marched to the cul-de-sac, where muddy puddles galore,

light bulbs, inflatables, an uncle, and the corps,

entertained us quite well, a half-hour you know!

Then trooping back home, we mixed our yule dough.

After naps and the coloring of Christmas scenes all

The rib was just ready, but where the in-law?

We needed our presents! We wanted our grub!

But most we all wondered, when would come Bub?

When what to our wondering eyes should appear,

A man with stout evergreen, bedecked so with cheer!

“Hoo ha!” laughed the lot of them, seeing him first –

“Bub’s here to save Christmas!” as through the door he burst.

Oma’s artsy flat tree was merely a crafty job,

Not a classic, true spruce to make a heart throb.

Thus, all lauded Bub greatly! We hailed him as hero!

He saved us our Christmas!  He deserves a marshmallow.

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