A Really, Really Bad Christmas Poem

A reading for Tuesday, December 17, 2013: Matthew 24:32-44

Trim the tree, hustle hustle.

I'm off to shop, bustle, bustle.

It's only the 17th of December, and people ask if I'm "last minute" Christmas shopping?

This is certainly the season for hopping, and not stopping.

I hope Jesus doesn't return before Christmas, since I'm still not ready...

Not even a thief in the night would have to work this steady.

Thank you Jesus for saving me!

Thanks to all for putting up with my poetry?

Wow... that's really bad!  Sorry.