More of my slightly edited poetry

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The vanity plates were hung on the Hummer with care,
In hopes relief for my narcissism would soon be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads

With the Ms. in her kerchief and the Mr. in his cap,
We're going to settle down, for a long Christmas nap.

Happy Christmas to all; And to all a vanity free night!

We hope everyone has a Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!

With love,

Mr. and Ms. HLP

Oh, and if you are curious, more crappy poetry here.