The Mistletoe Wish
Under the mistletoe I stood
Looking glam and gorgeous and good
Got a gym membership and ate diet food
Did up my hair to get in the mood
Dreamt of Prince Charming who perhaps would
Sweep me off my feet as I know he should.
Instead I’m assailed by drunken colleagues, so rude!
Work Christmas do’s ain’t the place for finding such dudes!
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So endeth my very bad poetry entry to the lovely Ellie's Christmas Tales Blogfest!
Charlie says: Be so kind as to wrap my pressie in proper wrapping paper thank you.
Under the mistletoe I stood
Looking glam and gorgeous and good
Got a gym membership and ate diet food
Did up my hair to get in the mood
Dreamt of Prince Charming who perhaps would
Sweep me off my feet as I know he should.
Instead I’m assailed by drunken colleagues, so rude!
Work Christmas do’s ain’t the place for finding such dudes!
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So endeth my very bad poetry entry to the lovely Ellie's Christmas Tales Blogfest!
Charlie says: Be so kind as to wrap my pressie in proper wrapping paper thank you.
And here is a key courtesy of the fab Madeleine to all you lovelies who read my Through the Keyhole blog entry!
Have a scintillating Sunday everyone!
13 days to Christmas!
54 comments:
Another winning verse. I LOVE it.
You and Charlie have a scintillating Sunday, too. That, says Jen, is an order!
Ann Best, Long Journey Home
Hi Old Kitty,
Penny here, the Jack Russell dog and modest internet star.
What a nifty neato poem.
Gary, the old dude I allow to live with me, has told me about the wonders of the office Christmas do.
Something about how all the people smiled at him, through gritted teeth and wished him 'a Merry Christmas'. Evidently one fellow employee tried to get him sacked, another had an affair with his girlfriend and another stole a doughnut from his lunchbox!
Office Christmas parties eh:-)
Hi Charlie, if Gary dares to wrap up something in an Argos carrier bag for me; Tails the fox is gonna' get it:-)
Pawsitive wishes, Penny xx
I. Love. That. Poem!!!! :)))
And it's so true!
Great job, bravo!
Work functions are never fun (for me, anyway), and Christmas functions are the worst!
I gotta laugh...I actually married a guy from work. The one and only Mister Crazypants!
Which might not be a sterling example of good judgement...
Yikes, 13 days to Christmas. I have to get moving....
xxoo
Deborah
Charlie, do you know that your very round black spot smack in the middle of your back really stands out!
Aw! So glam and no one decent to appreciate it!
You're doing great, Old Kitty!
Hope you find your Prince Charming!
I love your Mistletoe Wish. ::Claps::
I hope that's not really how your holiday party went. LOL.
Charlie deserves catnip-scented wrapping paper, of course.
How is he doing, is he okay now, back to normal?
Hey thats a super key award and your mums poem wahey.. I wonder what your present could be, looks a big one.. Hugs GJ xx
Great poem! Like they say, you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find the prince! x
Yeah, I don't tolerate that behavior very well which is why I choose not to go to work place socials. Sorry you had to put up with that; doesn't it really change your perspective about people you work with? It does me, although I try not to let it!
Loved the poem. It was fabulous.
Glad you got your key to pass on. So did we all guess your room occupant correctly? :O)
LOL. Your Christmas poem made me laugh for so many reasons. You captured the reality of work parties and funnily enough, my staff do is tonight!
Loved it. Thank you for taking part in my Christmas Tales Blogfest
Hooray for your Keyhole Key, that's so cool! Go ahead Charlie, dig that present out!!!
Oh Oh What delight your poetry is!!!! And the Christmas beauty is in your eye as it's even shapped in the form of a tree. Not a prince in sight, huh?
You better at least stick a red bow on Charlies present.
Fabulous weekend... xo xo
Now that sounds like a Christmas nightmare!
Great stuff! I do hope your Christmas party turns out better than predicted!
We love The Mistletoe Wish!!!!!!!!!!
Charlie, handsome Charlie, we hope your pressie gets wrapped in a really nice paper.......if you need help opening let us know, and we'll fly on over and help you!!!!!!
YAY for Madeleine for providing you with the key for Through the Keyhole.
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Charlie you tell that Mom of yours to wrap your present properly, that is for sure. Also tell her that we loved the mistletoe poem. It is so very true but sad. Hope Prince Charming comes to see Mum soon. Santa too. Take care both of you.
Charlie - what is in that bag - did you drop your mum hints in the hope of getting what you wanted? We always drop very SUBTLE HINTS when mum's going out and there's something on our wish list. The trouble is she has selected hearing!!
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
Great poem! I am with Charlie--proper wrapping paper and perhaps a little cat nip on there too!
Thanks for coming by my blog. I always look forward to your sweet comments!
Oh, dear! Mom says she has been to some Christmas parties that sound just like that. Serves her right for not staying home with us!
The workplace is a hard place to pick up men I think...LOL I love charlie's curiosity....
I like your Christmas tale.
We think that was a very good poem!
LOL! I love this poem you came up with! ;-) clever and bloody funny.
Charlie's pic so cute as always. Hope he gets his Christmas wish.
The poem of the season for many a working girl! :)
I loved this.
Office Christmas parties are hell on Earth, as far as I'm concerned.
Love the poem, Old Kitty! Very apt.
ps LOVE the Terry Pratchett (I adore him) Sourcery quote.
I love your poem, but I'm so sorry you were assailed by drunken colleagues. :(
Hmmm...what could Charlie's gift be?
I like the poem, and Charlie is adorable. I think I'll follow...
love that poem, genius!
What's Charlie hoping for from Santa, I wonder?
Love the poem! Well done, you :)
Terrific poem!
Charlie I hope you enjoyed your weekend!
What 13 days...now it's closer to only 12 days and what 19 days until a new year.
purrin
xoxox
Great poem and so true!
We are warm and cozy.
Hope you are too!
I love the poem. Stay away from the office do at all cost. Charlie would never be caught at one.
I'm sure you'll get all of Charlie's packages wrapped.
Ah, the office Christmas Party, where you learn things about people that you, and they, wish you hadn't.
Love the "work Christmas poem"=too true!!...Hope you and handsome Charlie enjoy a lovely week ahead, sweet Jenn...Oh, the countdown=Christmas is coming too fast and due to time restraits with work, I am very unorganized this year and I've got so much to do in a short time!...xoxo...J, Calle, Halle, Sukki
I like this -- sums up very well how to NOT expect to meet Prince Charming at a work-related Christmas party.
Did you wrap up Charlie's present? :)
We liked the poem and since Mommy has her office party on Friday, we think we'll print it up for her to read!
What a brilliant piece of poetry! I feel almost as if I could have wrotened it myself.
All the best to you and Charlie, Boonie
lol@kit ;)
bracing for a nasty few days here, weatherwise...
*giggles* Sorry Prince Charming didn't show up at the holiday party!
I just realized Charlie is a super model! and yes Christmas dos I remember the one I went to years ago it involved me free booze and a gay man-yeah hilarious story
Your poem is hilarious! Very good job.
Too funny! Congrats on getting your key. Yay! Hugs to Charlie.
Haha! I love it.
I love how Penny, Gary's dog, leaves messages for Old Kitty. I'll have to introduce Old Kitty (Charlie) to Bella , my bengal cat. And, wow, 13 days to x-mas. Yikes!
I love it! And it made me smile. A big one!
Oh, now that was lovely! I've never really had office Christmas parties. Well, except for when I worked at a library, we would do small things, but nothing major. Sad for me. Or maybe not if people are drunk and rude...
Fun poem!
I'm sorry there are drunken assailants at work. You should take that up with human resources.
Yeah, work dudes and lots of alcohol makes it difficult to find a good smoooch.
Congrats to the winner!
CD
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