OK OK…I may have waited to late to see if I am on Santa Clause nice or naughty list.But since I have nine lives and has only used eight,I figure the last of those nine lives are worth asking Santa this question. Found this picture and couldn’t resist writing a comical piece around it to fit the season.
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Is it to late to ask Santa if Ive been good this year?
Will he overlook all the mischief I have been doing?
But Santa I promise if you put me on your nice list ,
I will do my best to be on better behavior next year.
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I know you saw me jumping up on the kitchen cabinets,
stealing a few of the delicious shrimp on the gold plate.
But Santa you seriously cant hold that really against me,
if you were in my place you might have done the same thing.
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You also saw me chasing a mouse across the living room,
the sly little devil cleverly went under the Christmas tree.
As a guard cat I had to protect my masters holiday gifts,
was it my fault that the Christmas tree toppled after me?
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They though they had me locked up before the party,
but I cleverly slipped out when John opened the door.
A dish of my food and caviar was sitting on the cabinet,
someone should have told me the caviar wasn’t for me.
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I once again was doing my duty as the guard cat Friday,
I swear these mice need to find a new home to live at.
But as I was chasing the mouse my master came home,
I got in his way again causing him to fall flat on his back.
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I see you and your wife bought a leather couch today,
you told me that it wasn’t my own personal scratchpad.
But I had to sharpen my claws to keep the mice at bay,
Santa please don’t tell them what I did to the couch.
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Even a mischievous cat gets bored when no one is home,
so I took a running jump and imitated George of the jungle.
Remember your very expensive thick red velveteen drapes?
how do I begin to explain they are not drapes but rags now?
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But Santa I really am a good cat when I really want to be,
did I not touch or go near Aunt Bettie’s newborn baby twins?
I really wanted to lick the milk off of their dripping bottles,
but Aunt Betty had a very huge rolling pin in her two hands.
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But Santa cant you overlook my antics as a curious cat,
see that I really am a good soul deep down inside of me.
Look into my eyes and see that I mean the words I say,
with a paw on your Christmas tree I will swear to behave.
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For I have had my eye on a very tall wooden climbing post,
covered with thick carpet to keep my claws razor sharp.
I promise to not claw the couch or make John fall again,
today I will personally give all the mice their eviction notice.
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I am pleading with you Santa Clause to listen to my plea,
I promise to clean up my act and behave better next year.
I sign this with a paw that has been dipped in blue ink,
please Santa please would you put me on your nice list again?
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