Twas the Day After Christmas (Y2K)

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Twas the day after Christmas and all threw the house;nothing was stirring, except my computers mouse.Cans of Spam where stacked in the pantry with care;anticipating Y2K, which soon would be thereTen cartons of cigarrettes, a case of Jim Beam;Bottle of asprin, and toilet paper by the ream.Water jugs wait in the garage, to be filled;If nothing happens, I will be thrilledThe Hubble is fixed, but who will care?If we can¹t wash the grime out of our hair.If the power plant at Glenn Rose don¹t melt down;We won¹t have to abandoned a raidoactive town.Who will mind if the phone lines give us fits?As long as a terrorist, don¹t blow us to bits.Painted a sign; ³Welcome National Guard²planted it smack in the middle of the yardTook all extra cash from our bank account;Forty seven fifty, was the exact amountPropain containers are full, to keep the burners cooking steady;A closet is packed with AA, C and D Ever-Ready.The guns are cleaned and oiled to perfection;In case we need lethal force, for protection.Important documnets are duplicated and buryed in the yard;Pray, a glich wipes out the debt we charged on the card.I wish you the greatest of holiday cheerHope Y2K don¹t fuck up the New Year.




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