Twas the night before Disney
And all through the house
Poor Momma was pacing,
Get me to that Mouse!
The luggage lined up by the door with some care
In hopes that the morning time soon would be there.
The children were cuddled up, tucked in their beds,
not knowing just what fun lay ahead.
While Da with his spreadsheet and I with the basket
Are trying to pack all we need the fastest.
When from the washer there arose such a clatter,
I rose from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away up the hall I went like a fiend,
It was just the spin cycle tossing the machine.
Yanking clothes here and there to balance the load
I uttered some words usually saved for the road.
The last thing I needed was a costly breakdown,
Didnt it know we were set to leave town?
I jiggled the dials and pushed it about,
Thought one more foul word, then blurted it out!
Now Washer! Get going! Dont you dare stop now!
On Whirlpool! Keep working! You have to somehow!
And then in a moment I heard not a sound,
Seems the whole thing had stopped spinning around.
As I took a deep breath and tried to find peace,
I realized the source of the starting to cease.
In my panic what I had failed to see
Was the washer was finished, it finished with glee.
The cycle was complete, my wash had been done,
And now to the dryer set on surface of sun.
With clothes washed and dried we could finish the packing,
For morning was nearing, I could tell by my snacking.
We were heading to Disney World, happy as could be,
Mickey, my boys, my husband and me.
Once morning arrived we would be on our way,
Just a van packed with suitcases, no fancy sleigh.
But youll hear me exclaim as we leave the house,
Were off to Disney! Here we come Mickey Mouse!