Afternoon everyone….
With the much anticipated opening of our Secret Santa gifts on Christmas. I thought that it would be a perfect day for a stackers style Christmas poem.
T’was the night before Christmas
No tree is set up inside of my house
Yet the silvergoldstackers have appeared
With three presents await me, containing shiny don’t despair
Ones on the naughty list because it is late
My Stackitus is raging I can’t hardly wait
To rip open these packages from far and near
Hoping I’m blinded by the bright glare
It’s better to give then to receive they say
Who are they kidding I want to open them today
But a promise is a promise to all of you folks
So I’ll be a good boy hope they aren’t a hoax
Finally words that I bring you on this very day
Secret Santa has delivered in a marvelous way
Written by me