THE SONIC BOOMER
’Tis the week after Christmas and all through the house,
The remnants of joy remain scattered about.
The tree is still trying to stand quite upright,
But its ornaments, frankly, are looking a sight.
The ones that have fallen are still on the floor,
Each day joined by others — and more, and still more.
Someone has licked every peppermint cane,
Then put them all back where (like glue!) they remain.
The cat has climbed up there and batted the star.
The angels? We no longer know where they are.
There are bits of striped gift wrap all over the place,
And what once was a stocking is now jumbled lace.
(It used to hold candy and small things like that,
Now unraveled, it’s just a mere toy for the cat.)
We’d take the tree down, except we have jobs,
Plus its sap has all traveled to branch-ends in globs.
I guess soon we will have to attend to this chore,
But whenever I say it… “Slam!” goes the door.
So it’s me, but before I can clean up this mess,
I know that I’ll have a few things to address.
The cat will be locked in her room for the night.
I’ll bring out the stepstool, cuz I’ll need the height.
The kids will be given free “screen time,” to play,
My husband, I know, has some bills he must pay.
So I’ll set firm my jaw and take a deep breath,
And get it all done without wishing for death.
The key to completing a gigantic chore,
Is to make up your mind and just close the door,
You will lock yourself in, together with wine,
And reward yourself often… “You’re doing just fine!”
Yes, reward yourself often with one little sip,
A bite of a cookie, some chips dunked in dip.
Perhaps a ham sandwich, or maybe some cake,
The corner from Aunt Ella’s coconut bake.
As you work through the room, just remember how fun,
That it was for your guests and for, well, everyone!
Hey! Another reward seems to be quite in order,
A slice of that pie (or maybe a quarter)!
Nobody’s looking, in fact, they’re avoiding,
The room that they recently holiday-joyed in.
So, finish that wine! Have a big wonkin’ slurp!
There’s no-one around so, go ahead! Burp!
Before you can grasp it, the room is all done,
The holiday’s packed, the last vestige of fun.
But wait! Here comes New Year’s! We’re having a bash!
Get up off that couch! There’s no time to crash!
Time to buy hats and a case of champagne!
Time to string banners around and raise Cain!
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and Happy New Year from your friends at the Sonic Boomer!
