~ A MOTHER'S GIFT ~
'Twas the night before Christmas,
when all thru the abode
only one creature was stirring,
and she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping
all snug in their beds,
while visions of Nintendo and Barbie,
flipped through their heads.
The dad was snoring in front of TV,
with a half-constructed bicycle
resting right on his knee.
So only the mom
heard the reindeer hooves clatter,
which made her sigh,
"NOW what's the matter?"
With toilet bowl brush
still clutched in her hand,
she descended the stairs,
and saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes and soot,
which fell with a shrug.
"Oh great," muttered the mom,
"Now I have to clean the rug."
"Ho-ho-ho!" cried Santa,
I'm glad you're awake.
"Your gift was especially
difficult to make."
"Thanks, Santa, but all I want
is some time all alone."
"Exactly!" he chuckled,
"I've made you a clone."
"A clone?" she asked,
"What good is that?
Run along, Santa,
I've no time for chit-chat."
The mother's twin.
Same hair, same eyes,
same double chin.
"She'll cook, she'll dust,
she'll mop every mess.
You'll relax, take it easy,
watch "The Young & the Restless."
"Fantastic!" the mom cheered.
"My dream has come true!
I'll shop. I'll read.
I'll sleep a whole night through!"
From the room above,
the youngest began to fret.
"Mommy?! I'm scared
and I know that I'm wet."
The clone replied,
"I'm coming, sweetheart."
"Hey," the mom smiled,
"She really does know her part."
The clone changed the small one,
and hummed a tune,
as she bundled the child,
in a blanket cocoon.
"You're the best mommy ever.
I really love you."
The clone smiled and sighed,
"And I love you, too."
The mom frowned and said,
"Sorry, Santa, no deal."
"That's my child's love
she's trying to steal."
Smiling wisely, Santa said,
"To me it is clear,
Only one loving mother
is needed here."
The mom kissed her child,
and tucked her in bed.
"Thank you, Santa,
for clearing my head.
I sometimes forget,
it won't be very long,
when they'll be too old,
for my cradle-song.
"The clock on the mantle
began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone,
"It works every time!!!"
With the clone by his side
Santa said, "Good night.
Merry Christmas, Mom,
You'll be all right."
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