
'Twas a couple weeks before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even the wild dog.
The stockings were hung on the bar with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

Bourbon - check. Tequila - check. Irish Whiskey - check. French Pear Brandy - check. Pimms - check. Cognac - check. Scotch - uh...gotta go Christmas shopping!
Posted by nora murphy at December 8, 2004 09:31 AM | TrackBack