when all through the house
there were many stirrings...
finding garb throughout the house.
and it goesnt fit and I forgot the grommets in Duluth
Is that part of the melody??
She pressing her gown, and me dusting my cap.
It isn't winter, and it won't be a long nap.
So I'm sewing one last eyelet, cursing as I poke my skin,
This garb'll be finished by opening cannon, or I'm throwing my towel in!
(Edit: Whoops, sorry, messed up the rhyme pattern a bit......but it's 1:13 am and I'm a wee bit tired.......garb still ain't done btw....)
The preparations were done
For the morrows morning feast
Now, methinks *gulp* I must wake up the kid beast!