Now imagine
the wonder
of these three guys--
Kings,
like old golf buddies,
out riding their camels
in the desert.
They see a bright star.
"What do you think that is?"
asks one king.
"Probably the opening
for a new camel dealership,"
says the second king.
"Come on," says the third.
"Let's go see," says the second.
"Last one there," they all say together,
"Is a rotten egg."
Today's poem reminds me that I haven't written a Christmas poem about egg nog yet. Perhaps you'd like to help me do that. I actually had French toast that my husband made with egg nog just the other day. Oh was it yummy. I'm so lucky my husband loves to cook. I hope you have lots of occasions to laugh today. Have fun writing poetry.
