“Cat Up A Tree” by silly grandpa
Posted on January 12, 2024
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I spied a cat up in a tree
It was looking down at me
But when I smiled it turned away
And I didn’t know quite what to say
How’d you get there? I wanted to ask
It must have been quite a task!
I stood looking up from the ground
Wondering how the cat would get down
I didn’t know then, but it wondered too
And obviously did not know what to do
After both of us stared for quite a while
The cat finally began to smile
“Are you the Cheshire cat?” Was my query
But the feline was becoming weary
“I’ll climb up and help you down!”
But then the cat began to frown.
I took no mind and started up
And just as I got to the top
The feline jumped upon my back
Ran down to the ground and that’s a fact
I rested on the skinny top limb
By the way the cat was a him
Now I was the one who began to frown
Because I had no way to get myself down
I was feeling really really dumb
When the local firemen had to come
And help me get down from that tree
But then the cat began laughing at me
But that was not the story’s end
The once treed cat became my friend
We joked about the tree and me
And he at his regular place atop the tree
It’s a wonderful thing when a friend is found
And from now on we’ll both stay on the ground
Princess by russ mckay
Posted on January 8, 2024
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I would like to be a Princess
That’s what I’d like to be
I’d have a castle and a throne
I’d be from royalty
My Dad and Mom
Would be King and Queen
I’d be the richest Princess
You have ever seen
But I was born in Cleveland
My Mom and Dad work hard
Our home is not a castle
Our moat is but a yard
There’s still a way that I could be
A Princess in my life
And that’s if I am married
To a Prince and I’m his wife
But just how do you find one?
Tell me where they hide
Do I have to find a castle
And then just look inside?
Of course he must be handsome
So he can’t look like a dog
Yes, there’s another way to get one
But I ain’t kissin’ any frog!!!
Three Little Doves by russ mckay
Posted on January 6, 2024
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Three little doves lost their gloves
And didn’t know where to find them
They looked all around…in the tree…on the ground
They even looked right there behind them
They’d coo and coo
And wonder who
If anyone would ever find them
They retraced every step
Looked again where they’re kept…
Their gloves even had feathers that lined them
Then…there on the chair
They found a small pair…no two…no THREE
Pairs of mittens
Then…yelling out to the doves
Three small cats wearing gloves
“You found them…we were thinking of quittin’!”
So the six swapped the gloves for the mittens
“We’d be sad if it weren’t for those kittens!”
The kittens agreed “Thank you doves indeed!
Those gloves of yours just weren’t fittin’!”
The Girl Who Couldn’t Sing by russ mckay
Posted on December 27, 2023
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Susie was a pretty girl of seven
Her parents’ joyous gift from heaven
Susie had mostly everything
Well, except for one small thing
Susie couldn’t wouldn’t sing
Her parents singing in the shower
Could be heard ‘most any hour
Singing songs in perfect tune
They sang those songs July to June
And ‘though Susie sometimes tried to sing
Hands to ears her voice would bring
When Susie sang her tones would crackle
Sounds not unlike a witches cackle
She spent long hours in her room
Trying to just sing songs in tune
Each time she tried to sing on key
Even her stuffed toys would flee
Her parents hired a music teacher
Whose previous successes were a feature
But the teacher quit one day at noon
Saying “This poor child can’t carry a tune!”
Through her tears, Susie tried
To smile and pretend she hadn’t cried
And ‘though she would always yearn and yearn
Singing is something she’d never learn
But Susie just would try and try
‘Though she sang as well as she could fly
Then suddenly on one frosty morn
Susie’s musical talent was born
She was sitting on her Mother’s lap
When Susie broke out into a “Rap”
She had the beat she had rhythm too
This was “music” she loved to do
It’s been a while now since that day
Now Susie “raps” from June to May
She’s sold a million records too
Perhaps you’ve heard of “Little Sue”
A Letter FROM Santa
Posted on December 12, 2023
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Dear Boys and Girls…and Moms and Dads too
This is the first time I’m writing to YOU
The world has grown bigger and Santa has too
So I have a favor to ask all of you
‘Though I LOVE your gifts of cookies, milk and all that
Please try to leave fewer ’cause I’m getting too fat
Oh I’ve always been heavy Mrs. Claus tells me so
But there is a limit for my belly to grow
Chimneys are narrow ‘though I WISH there were wide
I’m finding it harder to get down inside
I COULD climb through a window or come in through a door
But if I do, there goes the folklore
It’s a modern world and I am traditional
So I cannot change and one thing additional
As I finish this letter I’ll make one more plea
Despite what you’re told…keep believing in me
SANTA
Christmas Gift by russ mckay
Posted on December 9, 2023
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A gift at Christmas brings joy all around
After both getting and giving
There’s one thing I’ve found
It needn’t be perfect
It needn’t be grand
Nor be expensive
Or be the best in the land
The truest of presents is the thought that’s behind
A gift from an unselfish heart that is kind
The REAL present is when you begin to perceive
It really IS better to give than receive
How Santa Got His Red Suit by russ mckay
Posted on December 6, 2023
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About the time that the North Pole elves gave Santa (formerly Kris Kringle) his famous name, Mrs. Kringle….ah…CLAUS told him that he needed a distinctive suit to wear on that special night.
All the elves and of course Santa agreed that it was a good idea but nobody…and I mean NO one could agree on the style and color.
Oh there were many suggestions about Robes and Parkas and even green tights…(that one obviously came from the Elves) and all agreed that there should be fur trimming too. (But NOT Caribou fur. Everyone and especially the reindeer, which are actually caribou themselves, unanimously agreed!)
Being an excellent seamstress as well as a VERY understanding wife, Mrs. Claus had a cupboard chock full of bolts of fabric in many colors, including in fact all of the colors of the rainbow.
Mrs. Claus held up samples of fabric under Santa’s chin to see how each color suited Santa’s coloring and svelte shape.
The Elves loved EVERY one, so of course their opinion was dismissed by Mrs. Claus (remember the tights suggestion?).
Well the white fabric almost made Santa disappear…sort of North Pole camouflage…and that just wouldn’t do.
No green…that was an Elf color…and the blue…well…picture a giant blueberry if you will.
The yellow was pretty good but the Elves couldn’t stop snickering and muttering something about “The Lemon That Ate The North Pole”
After that… I’m sure you all can guess what the Elves thought of Santa in an Orange suit.
Purple?…”NO!” Santa didn’t even allow his wife to hold that fabric anywhere near him.
There was one bolt of fabric left…all together now…. that’s right…RED!
“What do you think?” Mrs. Claus asked Santa.
“Hmmmm”….hmmmm’d Santa. And as he looked around all the Elves were nodding their pointy capped heads and gathering close by Santa.
“Ah…yes I like…no…I LOVE it!” exclaimed Santa.
“Whew!” the relieved Mrs. Claus sighed, and then set about to make the famous suit that Santa is never publicly seen without.
And in spite of what one Elf whispered upon first seeing Santa in his new red suit…Fire Engines are VERY masculine!
Santa’s Lucky Charm
Posted on November 29, 2023
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Mrs. Claus was knitting tiny footies out of the brightest red yarn ever spun. Oh, they weren’t for any baby that the Claus’ knew but were special presents for Gamin the Elf whose old footies just plain wore out.
She noticed Santa pacing up and down the living room and looking out the door window every few seconds.
“What’s the matter, Dear? Does something have you worried this season?” She asked without even looking up from her knitting.
“Well…it should have been here by now….or even by yesterday. There are only two days to go!” said Santa wringing his hands and staring out into the snowy horizon.
Then after another hour or so there was a loud “VRRROOOM” which shook the whole house and startled Mrs. Claus causing her to “drop a stitch.”
“Oh, My…what was that?” Mrs. Claus exclaimed.
Santa was jumping up and down and clapping his hands and opening the front door and charging out without even putting on his red jacket.
“You’ll catch a cold if you go out without…..” Mrs. Claus started to say but it was too late because Santa was already making tracks in the North Pole snow running like a youngster out to the front gate.
Mrs. Claus put down her knitting and went to the door and what she saw made her jump back in amazement.
For sitting right in front of the gate was a huge shiny silver object with flashing lights and white smoke coming out of its enormous tail.
Santa was still jumping around like a little boy on Christmas morning as Mrs. Claus came out to join him. She hadn’t seen him this happy since…well…last Christmas.
“What is it Dear?” she asked.
“Oh it’s my new sled…it’s finally here!”
Santa was looking over and under and all around the new “contraption” as Mrs. Claus called it.
“How did it get here? I mean there’s no driver or delivery man or anyone.” Mrs. Claus was very confused by the whole scene.
“Oh, it’s programmable. “Fly by wire” my Dear it’s the newest thing. Doesn’t actually need a driver/pilot or whatever.” Santa’s smile was wide and he crinkled his nose as he admired his new flying device.
“It’ll do Mach One easy! Oh….it’s gonna save me so much more time. Had to do something with so many more children that I have to get to these days.” Mrs. Claus could hardly see Santa’s eyes ’cause he was smiling so much.
“What do you think? Isn’t it wonderful?” Santa asked.
“Ah…well anything that saves you time….except…well…never mind…..” Mrs. Claus was scratching her head and actually looking sad.
“What’s the matter…I guess you don’t understand how wonderful my new sleigh really is because you didn’t have to fly the old one!”
“Ah…no Dear…I was just thinking about…well…you know…the reindeer.”
“Oh….Dasher, Dancer, Prancer and all. Ummm….that’s a good point, Dear.” Santa wasn’t smiling so broadly anymore.
“Maybe you should call them all together and explain that… well…technology has improved the Christmas Eve flight. I’m sure they’ll understand. They probably hated flying all that way through cold and heat and rains and snows…even though they never complained.” Mrs. Claus suggested.
“Ummm….I’m not so sure that my new SUPER SLED was such a good idea after all.”
Santa went over to the stable to break the news to the reindeer
in as positive a manner as he could.
After Santa came back from the stable Mrs. Claus asked him…”Well, how did the reindeer take the news Dear?”
“Ah…we worked something out!”
Two days later right after dusk Mrs. Claus heard the VROOM roar of the engines of Santa’s new SUPER SLED and went to the window to wave Goodbye to Santa and wish him a safe worldwide journey.
As Santa taxied the jet sleigh and turned it to head South,(of course, EVERY direction is South from the North Pole) Mrs. Claus had to chuckle as she saw all eight reindeer sitting in the two back seats and Rudolph riding shotgun up front with Santa!
Summer Santa by russ mckay
Posted on November 25, 2023
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I can finally tell you some Santa stuff
I’m sure you didn’t know
Like what does Santa do all year?
And where does Santa go?
‘Cause now that I’m a grown up
Many things I have found out
That I didn’t know when I was small
And… I had some doubt
You know there is a South Pole
Well Santa knows it too
In fact that’s where his condo is
With a pool and terrific view
He spends the summers on the beach
Sipping cooling drinks
And he gets a real nice suntan
At least that’s what Santa thinks
Sometimes he overdoes it
He burns his nose and cheeks
And if you look closely you’ll see it
All red and shades of pinks
And Rudolph brings the sunscreen
To put on Santa’s nose
‘Cause that reindeer got sunburned too
And that’s how Rudolph knows
He really only works one day
Of every single year
And I bet you know what day it is
When he brings you Christmas cheer
There also is a golf course
And Santa’s plays a lot
He has elves for caddies
And plenty elves he’s got
And Santa loves the swimming
In the South Pole sea
He’s up early every morning
And takes a nap ’round three
Now that one day in every year
That Santa does his thing
He ‘s working very hard all night
Millions of gifts delivering
So we don’t mind that he’s part time
But he sure gets lots of rest
But all the children tell him
“Santa you’re the best!”
Young Santa
Posted on November 15, 2023
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This story’s about young Kris Kringle
Back in the days when he was single
In fact when he was just a boy
He’d never received a Christmas toy
He thought “What if one could give a toy
To each and every girl and boy
A special way to celebrate
The birth of Christ born on this date”
His Mom and Dad had no clue
How to do what he wanted to
“It’s a nice idea that you had son
But there’s just no way to get it done!”
And as year after year went on by
Little Kris would try and try
To find a way to make his dream
More than just a Christmas scheme
Then when he turned twenty one
A spectacular phenomenon
He acquired some land at the North Pole
The first step taken to achieve his goal
When he arrived he met an elve
Who introduced him to another twelve
When he told them of his Christmas plan
All the elves shouted “Yes we can!”
The very next day outside his gate
He spotted reindeer numbering eight
Then one elf watched outside with Kris
“Listen while I tell you this…
“They’re the only reindeer that can actually fly !”
Back in the barn Kris had a sleigh
And he shouted out ” Now there’s a way!”
“Hitch those reindeer to my sled!”
The elf called the others and off quickly they sped
The reindeer were happy to help Kris’ cause
And they named Kris Kringle “Santa Claus”
The elves had been busy making toys
For all the world’s good little girls and boys
The reindeer practiced in wind and in snow
Testing the sleigh to see how far they could go
But one test flight they flew a bit low
The newspapers reported “A UFO!”
The first North Pole Christmas was drawing near
And Santa was ready…presents, sleigh and reindeer
Then on the night of Christmas eve
Santa was excited and ready to leave
The reindeer pulled, running fast as they could
The sleigh was quite heavy but the liftoff was good
They had to travel thousands of miles
But they knew they would deliver thousands of smiles
Some roofs were slippery and some chimneys tight
But Santa and his reindeer worked through the night
They got back to the North Pole just as dawn broke
A very tired Santa popped open a Coke
And that’s how it started that very first year
And became the legend that we all hold most dear
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