The Morn After Christmas

1 ‘Twas the morn after Christmas, when all thro’ the house,
2 Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
3 The food is all eaten and my stomach is round,
4 I’m glad that St. Nicholas is no longer aground;
5 I am now nestled all snug in my bed,
6 While visions of women are filling my head.
7 LOL.. That’s enuff for now, you get my drift.
8 I’m like the Grinch, I got no gift.
by Ferdie Werdie

dahlia dee

Ferdie Werdie, where are you?

Yes, where am I? Often for my birthday, friends and loved ones have to put out an APB in order to find me. I like to hide away for my birthday b/c it hits me so hard. I might drive to the #Gulf coast at the end of the world in order to hide out. I can lie on the beach #InMourning until this #Hamlet tragedy passes.

It took everything that I had in me to get through Christmas, and now here is this Shakespearian tragedy. I am drained from all this gloom and doom of the last two days. I am needing the #HappyNewYear!! Meanwhile, on my birthday I feel like it is THE END!

And now, the #END is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this, I did it… MY WAY.



I saw my brother’s son at my niece’s graduation in 2014.

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