Kringle’s Carol, Calif.–5:11 p.m., Pamper-Her-Friday:
Got a collect call from Kris Kringle this morning
Imagine that, he still hasn’t gone mobile,
But I gladly accepted the charge
For his words were movingly noble,
“I won’t be able to make it to your place,” he said,
“but I’m sending my faithful Blitzen,
“I’m battling this stubborn flu bug
“And the workshop roof needs fixin’ . . .
“When Blitz taps his hoof on your door
“be sure to answer with your princess,
“He’ll kneel in her presence
“and behold her as if an empress,
“Take the package but be gentle
“The contents are rather fragile,
“Please send back milk and cookies
“And my recovery will be more agile,”
OK, Love, should we open it?
Or might we wait until the Eve?
Your face is flush with curiosity
As if in Santa you still believe,
Alright, come gather by the tree with me
A coupled audience by fireside,
I’ll open a Blitzen’s Blanc for two
Mr. Kringle’s instructions we’ll abide,
OK, you start with the ribbon
and then we’ll tear away the wrapping,
And should Blitz chance one last window peek
We’ll pretend as if we’re napping,
There, now ease it out of the box, Love,
Remove the top and tell me what you see,
Whoa, you’ve gone from flush to blush
Why, what on earth could it be?
You’re kidding me: The promise ring I gave you
those many years ago?
You’d lost it our first winter together
as we play-fought in the snow,
And the very first love letters we penned
encased in exquisite hand-carved glass,
The exact words inscribed in gold lettering
Traces of my cologne dabs it even has,
My, how in the world did he know?
That crafty Kris Kringle,
He’s a romantic after my very own heart
and this moment calls for a jingle,
Come closer to me, woman,
I wanna carol a ballad in your ear,
It’s a special Pamper-Her-Friday, my Love
For Christmastime is here.
Pamper the woman and forever live in her soul. -Rg2
© 2012 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®