>>>> A Senior Christmas!!!
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>>>> *'Twas the night before Christmas at Rock-Away Rest,*
>>>> *And all of us seniors were looking our best.*
>>>> *Our glasses, how sparkly, our wrinkles, how merry;*
>>>> *Our punch bowl held prune juice plus three drops of sherry.*
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>>>> *A bed sock was taped to each walker; in hope*
>>>> *That Santa would bring us soft candy and soap.*
>>>> *We surely were lucky to be there with friends,*
>>>> *Secure in this residence and in our Depends.*
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>>>> *Our grandkids had sent us some Christmassy crafts,*
>>>> *Like angels in snowsuits and penguins on rafts.*
>>>> *The dental assistant had borrowed our teeth,*
>>>> *And from them she'd crafted a holiday wreath.*
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>>>> *The bedpans, so shiny, all stood in a row,*
>>>> *Reflecting our candle's magnificent glow.*
>>>> *Our supper so festive -- the joy wouldn't stop --*
>>>> *Was creamy warm oatmeal with sprinkles on top.*
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>>>> *Our salad was Jell-O, so jiggly and great,*
>>>> *Then puree of fruitcake was spooned on each plate.*
>>>> *The social director then had us play games,*
>>>> * Like "Where Are You Living?" And "What Are Your Names?"*
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>>>> *Old Grandfather Looper was feeling his oats,*
>>>> *Proclaiming that reindeer were nothing but goats.*
>>>> *Our resident wanderer was tied to her chair,*
>>>> *In hopes that at bedtime she still would be there.*
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>>>> *Security lights on the new fallen snow*
>>>> *Made outdoors seem noon to the old folks below.*
>>>> *Then out on the porch there arose quite a clatter*
>>>> *But we are so deaf that it just didn't matter.*
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>>>> *A strange little fellow flew in through the door,*
>>>> *Then tripped on the sill and fell flat on the floor.*
>>>> *Twas just our director, all togged out in red.*
>>>> *He jiggled and chuckled and patted each head.*
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>>>> *We knew from the way that he strutted and jived*
>>>> *Our social security checks had arrived.*
>>>> *We sang -- how we sang -- in our monotone croak,*
>>>> *Till the clock tinkled out its soft eight-p.m. stroke.*
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>>>> *And soon we were snuggling deep in our beds*
>>>> *While nurses distributed nocturnal meds.*
>>>> *And so ends our Christmas at Rock-Away Rest;*
>>>> *'Fore long you'll be with us, we wish you the best.*
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>>>> * Author Unknown*