Twas Christmas Day in the town of Thief River,
The Suburban was packed, The Northups to Deliver.
The children all dressed for the cold in their things,
and Sheryl and I were prepared for a Puposky fling.

When what to my wandering mind should occur,
The desire to tease you with some of my flair.
I haven't a purpose I thought in my mind,
But I must reminecse or I'll be left behind.

Oh shucks I guess I'll just say,
Merry Christmas to all and please have a nice Day........