My Pet Monkey Jamal
Jamal was a rascally fellow,
Energetic, never too mellow.
He fell into the drier,
And round did he flier.
Jamal is officially jello.
December
Snow is falling all around,
Santa takes a cookie from the mound.
The ice is slick and dangerous,
Toys are a great part of Christmas.
We all stay home for the holidays,
Fire warms us up in so many ways.
The gifts we receive are fun and jolly,
We celebrate Kwanzaa, it's oh so holly.
Waking up, our stockings are full,
The space under the tree is loaded and whole.
The cold is biting, we shiver and tremble,
A nice glass of egg nog, our smiles assemble.
We fall asleep hoping we get presents, not coal,
The wind on our faces freezes our soul.
The snow on our clothes turns into wet,
Our faces light up when Mom says, "go sled."
We smile at Chanukahs' exciting first day,
Snowboarding we get lost and decide on the path, which way?
Building snow caves is exhausting, but fun,
At last me and my family decide Christmas is done.
