Hi Puzzlers,
Today we have a very special treat for you, a Christmas poem by King Kramer. It was composed by Alicia, one of his favorite elves. Enjoy!
By Kramer, with apologies to Clement Moore
It’s a White Mountain Christmas
And all through the warehouse
Felines are stirring
But not that old mouse.
My friends have gathered
From all over the East
For our yearly celebration
Of a roasted mouse feast.
Packages have been flying
Out of the door,
Bound for Christmas gifts
From shore to shore.
People will “ooh” and people will “ah”
When they open a puzzle sent from Grandpa.
Is it Divas, or Cheers, or perhaps Candy Wrappers?
Or Lewis & Clark, those historic mappers?
The White Mountain crew
Have worked hard for the cause,
While I’ve lounged around,
Grooming my paws.
Now the warehouse is quiet,
Except for MY crew –
Lew Johnson’s cats, Patterson’s too,
All gathered round for a big whoop-de-do.
We'll have Bar-B-Que, Fair Foods,
Maybe Spring Chicken,
Catfish with Olio --
That's so finger-lickin'
Washed down with Tea Time
A little Wine Country, too.
And when Comedy arrives
This will be a real zoo.
But I'm taking a moment
To thank one and all
Of our puzzling friends --
Who have decked our halls.
I heard FedEx exclaim
As they drove out of sight
Merry Christmas to All
And to all good night.
Happy Puzzling!
Today we have a very special treat for you, a Christmas poem by King Kramer. It was composed by Alicia, one of his favorite elves. Enjoy!
By Kramer, with apologies to Clement Moore
It’s a White Mountain Christmas
And all through the warehouse
Felines are stirring
But not that old mouse.
My friends have gathered
From all over the East
For our yearly celebration
Of a roasted mouse feast.
Packages have been flying
Out of the door,
Bound for Christmas gifts
From shore to shore.
People will “ooh” and people will “ah”
When they open a puzzle sent from Grandpa.
Is it Divas, or Cheers, or perhaps Candy Wrappers?
Or Lewis & Clark, those historic mappers?
The White Mountain crew
Have worked hard for the cause,
While I’ve lounged around,
Grooming my paws.
Now the warehouse is quiet,
Except for MY crew –
Lew Johnson’s cats, Patterson’s too,
All gathered round for a big whoop-de-do.
We'll have Bar-B-Que, Fair Foods,
Maybe Spring Chicken,
Catfish with Olio --
That's so finger-lickin'
Washed down with Tea Time
A little Wine Country, too.
And when Comedy arrives
This will be a real zoo.
But I'm taking a moment
To thank one and all
Of our puzzling friends --
Who have decked our halls.
I heard FedEx exclaim
As they drove out of sight
Merry Christmas to All
And to all good night.
Happy Puzzling!
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