“Some Assembly Required” or “There Goes Christmas”

‘Twasn’t the night before Christmas,

 but all through our house,

cursing was heard, Dad sounding like a louse.

The boy was asleep in his bed without a care,

with hope that a rocking horse would soon answer his prayer.

The directions were a nightmare, they filled Dad with dread.

So, he sent Mom to the office to give them a shred.

At that point, Dad lost it, and took the horse to the bed,

to reenact a scene he had playing in his head.

Mom couldn’t help but laugh when she saw what he’d done.

She said, “Alright, back to work! You’re having too much fun!”

As they begrudgingly dragged the horse back to the floor,

it was clear then to them both this horse was a chore.

The pieces were spread across the floor from here to there,

looking at the mess it all seemed less than fair.

What kept them both going was as if in a dream,

their boy would soon see it and let out a scream.

Dad was confused and didn’t have a clue.

Without Mom it was hopeless that much was so true.

Mom knew the secret to get stubborn pieces to fit,

she used baby powder to cover each and every bit.

When the pieces slid together with ease,

Dad said, “That was easy. This whole thing’s been a breeze!”

So, they sat back with smiles, and admired their work,

and Mom didn’t remind Dad once that he has been such a jerk.

The excitement was building, the big day drew near,

Mom and Dad were now ready and full of good cheer.