I think we forgot one distant cousin;
Buy one more card–make it a dozen ,
For there’s Aunt Hattie and Uncle Mike
We overlooked, and Beth and Spike-
And Mrs. Wimbleton–she ‘ s a dear
(I’m sure she sent us one last year).
Sending a yacky one to your mother
Is one impulse I’ll try and smother,
Something drippy for grandma’s taste;
For Great-aunt Helen, something chaste.
Loren will like it, if it’s risque,
Catch-as-catch-can, or come-what-may.
One with a Santa for little Pete;
For the next-door neighbor, something sweet.
Jonesy ‘s daughter, we overlooked her-
Christmas cards are just mur-DER.
Send ’em by hundreds, or by the score,
When you think you’ ve finished, there’s just one more!
by Ray Romine Thursday, January 5, 1950
