'Twas the week before Christmas and the house was a mess, it's all Bart's fault definitely not Ness;
The hardware was hung on the walls with care, in hopes that new towels soon would be there;
With Dutchy fed and put down in his bed, we hoped that the painting voc's wouldn't hurt his little head;
Ness was in her sweats and Bart in his ball cap, had just hung the mirror, so they could finally nap;
When out on the street there arose such a clatter, Bart opened the bathroom window to see what was the matter;
The fire engine drove up the street in a flash, while we prayed the noise wouldn't make it through Dutch's window sash;
The street light shown on the newly fallen snow, and gave just the right lustre
to our cabinet and tile below;
But what to my wondering eyes should appear, but 2 new light fixtures and a toilet just for my rear :)
With a turn of the screw driver and few swear words that where quick,
the bathroom was finished in time for St. Nick.
The End
