Well, dammit, late is better than never. Maybe.

[CoventryCat86]

Poll starts on Monday, January 19, 2014 and will close at 11:59 p.m. on Wednesday, January 21, 2015.

Wow, that's a long time to run a poll, 369 days.

There once was a man from Kansas who tried to fix his fount.
He tried as hard as he could but he realized he couldn't count.

[ashauler]

Wow, that's a long time to run a poll, 369 days.

There once was a man from Kansas who tried to fix his fount.
He tried as hard as he could but he realized he couldn't count.

[CoventryCat86]

I guess that means you're not voting for my entry.

[badwhale]

Here is my official entry:

There once was a girl from Pennsylvania
who was ready for the North Pole, not Transylvania
She got up very early
Her Dad got somewhat surly
Regardless she enjoyed Christmas mania

There was once a boy from the same place
who had not a clue (judging his babyface)
he seemed to have a good time
the formula mixed fine
And he ushered in his first Christmas like an ace.

The mother was proud of the two of them
She sometimes squawked and clucked like a hen
This was mostly dad's fault
Had he not drank too much malt
fermented with hops, and scotch and gin

The dad often likes to smoke full body cigars
and long ago caroused too much at local bars
he's domesticated now
lest wifey has too many cows
but he still longs to work on his vintage car.

Thank you for the contest, Jamie.

[cinda]

Christmas when I was a kid was early to raise to open up Santa's gifts that were hid

then off to grama house we go

So many people would know the way, the kids would get their own table and play

As I got older it was still over the river to grama's house we go but not so early and their was no more kid's table and poppy would smile when he opened his Parodi cigars all the way then

Grama died

I moved into grandma's house to help poppy and I married. Lots of people now a blended family, used two sides of the house although not many kids.

then poppy died...

Now Christmas was me and mom off to my sisters house she had some kids and the sligh new the way to her home for many years Over the river and through the woods, And straight through the barnyard gate we go....it was never too late for the men to elate around a fire pit tokening cigars, they told us it was just fate...

then my mother dies.

My sister moved far away the kids are out of school. Christmas now no more kids we gathered some figs and hubby and I went to dear Aunties home in the country there was lots of cheer...

then auntie dies

The horse still knows the way on Christmas eve day to Claude's home the Italian best friend to all. He so neat his house is full of treats and in a flash you would find yourself laughing your ass off

then Claude dies

Christmas is on it's way here comes June and my brother in law died falling into Oct my cousin died oh lordy is in his 40's.

Christmas 2014, is me in my wide open bed all day with the covers pulled sharply over my head... I did say covers not a plastic bag..

Father time has stolen my sprit so please hear this as I drive out of site I do wish you all a Merry Christmas..

However with all respect to the baby Jesus I do not want to celebrate it for it reminds me of what I lost


Thanks for the contest....

[ashauler]

Added the poll to this thread. Vote away.

[TheGreekTitan]

Good job everyone. I kept meaning to enter this year, but time got away from me.

Whoever wins, You're Welcome!!!