Some think it odd.

Some just giggle or grin,

But we don’t think it’s Christmas,

Unless it’s runnin’ down our chins.

 

A Christmas burger,

Not for any regular fellow,

Because, not only is it the size of your face,

But it’s topped with all things,

Reds, greens, purples, and yellows.

 

Some think it odd,

Some may giggle or grin,

But we don’t think it’s Christmas,

Unless it’s runnin’ down our chins.

 

The meat, consisting of our family secret,

Is so juicy it drips.

You can always remember the taste,

If you can’t, just take a look at your hips.

Some think it odd,

Some may giggle or grin,

But we Rushtons don’t think it’s Christmas,

Unless it’s runnin’ down our chins.

1. bday in 2 days.
2. semester is over. i raised my gpa. i get my scholarship back.
3. i miss my roomie already.
4. i miss a lot of people already.
5. get excited. the year in pictures 2007 is coming.