Poem By chuck Hurley
Hi glad you called and it will be nice to hear your voice
I'm not home for I had to go out without a choice.
Santa is coming to my house again for a private show
If you leave your name and number I'll know you want to go.
I only have limited space and it is going fast
The show is a good one so the seats won't last.
I can't let you know who Santa is nor can I tell
But once you see him you'll say; 'boy he looks swell'.
Have a good one or maybe four
Just because I'm not home don't get sore.