'Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurtin', yes, even the mouse.
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor,
while upstairs the family continued to snore.
And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
went into the kitchen and started to clean.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what's the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. Postman".
With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox,
Then quickly he stuffed them into our curb-side box.
Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:
"Now Dillard, now Broadway, now Penneys and Ward;
Here's Robinson, Saks -- no more can you afford.
To the tip of your limit, every store, every mall,
You charged away -- charged away -- charged away all!"
He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work,
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster now, with just half a load.
Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
"Enjoy what you got -- you'll be paying all year!"
fd
Every creature was hurtin', yes, even the mouse.
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor,
while upstairs the family continued to snore.
And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
went into the kitchen and started to clean.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what's the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. Postman".
With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox,
Then quickly he stuffed them into our curb-side box.
Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:
"Now Dillard, now Broadway, now Penneys and Ward;
Here's Robinson, Saks -- no more can you afford.
To the tip of your limit, every store, every mall,
You charged away -- charged away -- charged away all!"
He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work,
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster now, with just half a load.
Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
"Enjoy what you got -- you'll be paying all year!"
fd