I've come to share some Christmas cheer.
Or maybe gossip about a rhyming rear.
Don't touch that ass or you may fall.
That wouldn't be very Christmas-y at all.
The door was open one sunny day,
so he decided to be on his way.
He came across a peaceful shore,
taking the time to relax and explore.
There he met a familiar sight,
she let him know not to fight.
He joined her in the rising light,
looking back to make sure all was right.
He first spied the foolish mutts.
He sure liked to bite their butts.
The tiny humans were just a smiling.
And with those coats they were kinda styling.
The shore was calm and pretty clear.
A perfect spot for any rhyming rear.
The bath toys quacked while the tiny one spied.
Thankfully, he never tried to take them for a ride.
The air turned crisp and started to freeze.
But they bundled up to avoid the breeze.
The human gathered the tiny crew.
All of which stick to him like glue.
And as the little one took her first stair,
She turned to a faint voice in the air.
She knew a watchful eye was very near.
That of a snarky rhyming rear.
She spread the word to the mutts.
Of course they thought her rather nuts.
But then one faithful Christmas eve,
he came to visit after taking leave.
There she played and enjoyed her brother.
He had watched over her like no other.
Their day of play came to an end.
and she said goodbye to her friend.
She went and sat beneath the tree.
Wishing all a Christmas filled with glee.
And that's my story for today.
Life has a knack of finding its way.
Whether here or there or day or night.
Merry Christmas! I hope all is right.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Date But Not Magical Day Year!