Twas the night before Christmas, I'm glued to the tree.

I'm wondering what Santa brought just for me.

Could it be cardstock or chipboard or lace?

Or a Cricut, I said, with a smile on my face.

And that's when I heard him,

"Hi Santa", I said

"You know........good little girls

Should be in their beds."

"I know I should Santa,

And now I've been caught.

But I was just so excited

To see what you brought."

Well, let's take a look

In this room where you work."

He shook his head quickly,

And left with a jerk.

I heard him exclaim

As he put it in gear,

"You've got enough crap,

I'll see you next year!"

(Diane sent this to Judy and she sent it on to me - thought it was perfect to share today.)