Once there was a boy named Fred...

Once there was a boy named Fred in Norway,

and he knocked Santa off his sleigh!

The reindeer seemed to say, 'oh, my!'

And Santa said, 'Ouch, my thigh!'

'You naughty boy! Come here and stand!'

'Don't run away, do as I command!'

And Fred seemed helpless; and there he stood,

he knew what was happening was definitely not good.

Santa picked up the boy with great ease,

and to him he said,

'Guess there's a present less to give today,

ain't there, little Fred?'

And then and there, with a wave of his hand,

Fred's present turned into a handful of sand.

So remember, this Christmas, don't  be naughty, but nice,

because maybe your present might turn into lice.

Ho ho ho.....

On my mother's birthday..

On my mothers birthday,
I stroll along the streets.
Looking at the mouthwatering,
yummy sweeets and treats.
I wish I could buy some of those,
but I really rather not,
because she won't be happy with those,
she thinks she has alot.
A big house where she can roam,
2 lovely daughters and a cellphone.
A caring husband who is sweet,
that makes her life complete.

She doesn't need much you can see,

just some friends like you and me.

Thats enough for her,

happy birthday dear mother!