It's Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Disregulation is how you know.
It's all so much fun, when suddenly when,
The screaming starts once again.
The crazy kind that makes Mom want to blow.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Whine and whine some more.
Catalogs try to sell,
More toys-- than I can tell.
The noisy kind that makes mom cry, "Please, no!"

There's lists of things people need and to-do lists to feed
Before the fun can begin.
There's bills to be paid and things to be made
Though the checkbook is looking thin.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
The craziness is part,
Of the love to me they bring,
These lovable ding-a-lings,
From whom I would never part.

Yes, it's been that kind of a day week month. We'll see what we can do to redeem what's left of the season.