by UtahMama (clearing throat, cracking knuckles)
'Twas the night before OUR BIG FAT DISNEY VACATION,
When all through our house,
Every creature was stirring, because of THE Mouse;
The Suburban was loaded and packed with great care,
In hopes that the Utahans soon would be there;
The DKs were nestled high-strung in their beds,
While visions of Souvenirs danced in their heads;
And UM in her big-stretched-out-threadbare-maternity-night-gown, and DH in his ball cap;
Had just settled down for a 3 hour nap,
When out on the DISboards there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to WindowsXP I flew like a Mickey Mouse fan,
Logged on to the Puter and made a new plan.
Dreams of the moon on the Castle all covered in glow;
Gave lustre of the characters standing below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But man named Walt Disney and a Mouse standing near.
Said our little old Airport Driver, Lets GO, people! Quick!
Was honking his horn. I knew its no trick.
DHs dear OLD dad was going insane,
As he whistled, and shouted, and called us by name;
"Now, U-mama! Now, Goofy! Now, Kronk, and you Stitch!
On, Stink! On Little Red! With his button stuck on B-tch!!
I will miss you DIS Peeps, I hope you all know!
Bittersweet tears, my nose needs to blow.
We are off to the airport, Lickity Split.
Dont do anything I wouldnt do, Like pop a big ZIT!